Alone on Blue Star, I Build Hellish Instances for All Races

[The author has passed away and will no longer update. Read with caution.]

All of humanity was forced to transmigrate to the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, but Zhao Yi, who had been reborn, got left behind due to a bug.

“If I can’t transmigrate, then I’ll be the one to protect Blue Star.”

[Blue Star successfully defended. Congratulations, you have received five thousand Beast Taming Talismans.]

[Blue Star successfully defended. Congratulations, you have received a Mythic Beast.]

[Blue Star successfully defended. Congratulations, you have received a Flying Dragon Legion.]

The Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races.

“You call this a beginner dungeon? The twenty thousand troops I sent in were wiped out in half an hour.”

“Blue Star must be a hidden dungeon. There’s a great opportunity in there.”

“The Blue Star boss ranking has been updated. It’s a thousand pages long, with an absurd number of bosses.”

“Beginner dungeons are way too hellish. I’m going to a higher-level dungeon to get my confidence back.”

As the dungeon difficulty skyrocketed, a rare and bizarre sight appeared on the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races.

This mere beginner dungeon was somehow more terrifying than the higher-level dungeons, reaching an unprecedented nine-star difficulty.

“Nine stars is only the limit of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, not Blue Star’s limit.”

“Whoever conquers Blue Star will earn enough accumulated rewards from the prize pool to elevate their civilization.”

When the dungeon passage finally opened completely, Zhao Li appeared on the main battlefield, followed by countless boss-level beasts.

“Sorry I’m a little late. What stage has the war reached?”

The myriad races were dumbfounded, while the people of Blue Star, driven to the brink of collapse under the oppression of the other races, rejoiced.