The players looked at each other for a moment. A hundred players seemed like a lot of people, but in reality, it wasn’t. Anyone who stepped forward now would have to lead the rest of the floor’s trial.

Most of the players had already become acquainted with each other at the waiting zone, and quite a few of them had been in the same team during the previous round, and someone had already taken the lead before. "I'll take them." A man in red leather armor stepped forward under everyone’s gaze.

But just as Aaron was about to hand over the crystals, Phante stepped between them. "Hold on.”

"What is it?" The man asked Phante with a slightly irritated face.

"I don’t remember agreeing to this.”

The man felt a sudden surge of anger. "Does it matter who takes them? We’ll decide where to hide after I…"

"Actually, it does. Because I’m going to take all five of them with me."

The man's face crumpled like a sheet of paper. “That’s nonsense!'

"You think it’s better to hide them than to have me protect them? Or are there any among you who think they can protect the crystals better than I can?” Phante laughed furiously, looking around him. The players flinched...