[Dragon Nation's capital, Longcheng City]
[World 12: Locust Calamity]
In the wilderness, Lv73 Locust Paradise.
Scattered across the ground lay numerous pieces of equipment, gold coins, and potions.
A Level 71 Warrior, [Southern Wind Rises], was tightly shielding a Level 70 Mage girl, [Missing You Sickly], behind him. They were confronting several black-clad assassins approaching them from the front.
The warrior, [Southern Wind Rises], gripped his longsword tightly. Fear could be seen in his eyes, yet he stood unwavering to protect the girl behind him. He shouted at the assassins, "If you have guts, come at me and leave my girlfriend alone! What kind of hero picks on a woman?"
The leader of the assassins, a Level 73 character named [Chūmon Hiroshi], stared coldly at [Southern Wind Rises] and sneered, "A few days ago, your Dragon Nation's Necromancer [Zero] killed 91,800 of our Eastern Nation compatriots, and thirty percent of them were women. And now you're telling me we shouldn't target women? What a joke."
It turned out these assassins weren't from Dragon Nation—they were professional players from the Eastern Nation.
Not far behind them, a spatial rift glimmered faintly. These assassins had infiltrated Dragon Nation through this rift.
Although the situation was terrifying, as a citizen of Dragon Nation, [Southern Wind Rises] displayed his unyielding spirit. "This is the retribution you deserve!"
"You were the ones who sent assassins to repeatedly ambush our people first. What we did was simply self-defense."
"If it weren't for your aggression against us, you wouldn't have suffered such a fate. This is entirely your fault!"
[Chūmon Hiroshi] snorted coldly, his face twisting into a ferocious grin. "If that's the case, then it's blood for blood. However many of our people your Dragon Nation killed, I'll kill just as many of yours."
"Don't forget what our [Zero] said when he left your Eastern Nation." [Southern Wind Rises] shouted. "If you dare invade Dragon Nation again, next time it won't just be a small number of casualties for you."
"Leave our territory while you still can. Otherwise, when [Zero] arrives, you won't even have a chance to escape!"
[Chūmon Hiroshi] suddenly burst out laughing. "Are you threatening me?"
Gripping his dagger, he stepped closer to [Southern Wind Rises] and arrogantly said, "I'm here now, on your Dragon Nation's territory, killing your people. What can you do about it? If you have the guts, tell [Zero] to come find me!"
"Too bad he probably won't make it in time. And even if he does, it'll only be to collect your corpse."
"Remember, your deaths are all because of [Zero]. If you want to blame someone, blame him!"
"Shinē!" (Die!)
Just as the assassins from the Eastern Nation were about to attack [Southern Wind Rises] and [Missing You Sickly],
Suddenly—
WHOOSH, WHOOSH, WHOOSH, WHOOSH!
A rain of arrows descended from the sky, instantly crippling the assassins.
Had they not reacted quickly, they would have been instantly killed.
Looking ahead, a large group of players with [Empire] guild tags swarmed toward them.
At the forefront was [Xu Bei], a Level 73 Epic Dawn Swordsman, leading over a dozen elite players from the [Empire] guild. They arrived just in time.
Accompanying them were players from the [Dragon Soars] and [Wealth] guilds.
The elite players of the three guilds, numbering in the hundreds, quickly surrounded the Eastern Nation assassins.
"This is Dragon Nation's territory! Who do you think you are, barging in here uninvited?"
"Some stray cats and dogs dare act recklessly on our land?"
With reinforcements arriving, [Southern Wind Rises] and [Missing You Sickly] both breathed a sigh of relief. They were promptly rescued by the [Empire] guild and escaped danger.
The assassins from the Eastern Nation, however, remained unperturbed.
"Empire, Dragon Soars, Wealth," one of them sneered. "So these are the top guilds of Dragon Nation, huh? That's perfect!"
Hearing this, [Dragon Soars Miles], the guild leader of [Dragon Soars], looked confused. "Did they get hit in the head? They're about to die, and they're still so happy!"
The beautiful guild leader of [Wealth], [Prosperous Heart], glanced at the scattered loot on the ground and said coldly, "They killed our people. We can't let them escape through the rift. Finish them off first."
Before she finished speaking, [Xu Bei], the Dawn Swordsman, suddenly charged forward with his sword.
The assassins from the Eastern Nation were all Level 70+ and equipped with top-tier gear, making them formidable opponents.
But [Xu Bei], single-handedly, defeated all of them in less than a minute.
Three were directly slain, turning into white light.
The remaining two were gravely injured.
Yet, [Chūmon Hiroshi], who was still alive, remained calm.
He looked at [Xu Bei] and sneered while pulling out a scroll,"You're strong, huh? Let's see how much you can handle!"
With that, he crushed the scroll.
The next moment—
WHOOSH, WHOOSH, WHOOSH, WHOOSH!
Spatial rifts began appearing all around, one after another.
[Prosperous Heart] immediately realized the danger. "He's summoning reinforcements! Everyone, stay alert!"
[Dragon Soars Miles] scoffed, "Let him call for help. The more, the better! Just these few clowns aren't even enough to fill the gaps in my teeth!"
Each rift allowed one person to pass through.
In an instant, dozens, then hundreds, then thousands of rifts appeared.
The smile on [Dragon Soars Miles]' face froze.
"What the hell? This many?"
"Did they move an entire black hole here?"
As the rifts rapidly multiplied, the next moment, countless professional players from the Eastern Nation emerged from the rifts.
This time, their numbers far exceeded imagination.
From dozens to hundreds to thousands,
In the blink of an eye, thousands of Eastern Nation players appeared on the Locust Paradise map.
The elite players from the three guilds were instantly surrounded.
[Dragon Soars Miles] was stunned. "How are there so many of them?"
[Chūmon Hiroshi] laughed maniacally. "Don't forget, our Eastern Nation specializes in producing materials for spatial rifts. As long as we need it, we can create as many rifts as we want."
"Also, here's some more good news." He flashed a sinister smile. "Aside from spatial rifts, we have another specialty."
With that, he took out a red talisman.
Seeing the talisman, [Prosperous Heart] gasped in shock. "The Mark of Death!"
[Chūmon Hiroshi] crushed the talisman, imbuing his dagger with the Mark of Death.
For the duration of its effect, any player killed by his dagger would be permanently erased, unable to use revival scrolls.
[Chūmon Hiroshi] gave the command: "Kill them all!"
"Slaughter these Dragon Nation pigs! Leave no one alive!"
In the next moment, amidst deafening battle cries, thousands of Eastern Nation players charged at the elite players of the [Empire], [Dragon Soars], and [Wealth] guilds.
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