Ride Donkey: "Oh no, Madman's intelligence crushes us all!"
Madman's thirty elite thieves moved like ghosts, weaving through magic and combat skills with ease.
Taking advantage of this chaos, Ride Donkey and his team unleashed their full strength. The two groups worked in tandem, quickly disrupting the formation of their opponents.
The assassins danced through the battlefield, their blades a blur as they slaughtered the backline of UJ's high-level players. Soon, despite being outnumbered, they had wiped out a large portion of UJ's forces with ease.
Only a few UJ players, realizing the situation was turning dire, chose to end their own lives using the unique self-destruction skills of the UJ region.
Heartbroken Loli: "Bro, Purple Thunder Fortress[Star Tear Mine]is under attack! Help your little treasure!"
Just as Madman and his team were tallying the spoils, an attack on another life player gathering point near Purple Thunder Fortress began.
Madman: "This is never-ending!"
Fuming with frustration, Madman gritted his teeth. In just two hours, this sort of raid had occurred at least twenty times. The flames of war had spread to multiple major city outskirts, with at least three thousand UJ players involved in the attacks.
And it was late at night—by morning, the number of UJ players would likely double.
Without hesitation, Madman and his team once again set out to defend other fronts, doing their best to minimize the guild's losses.
The battle raged on for a full 24 hours. During this time, the number of UJ players active in the US region soared to a terrifying 10,000.
Reaver: "Take control of all the magic herb collection points! Don't let them mass-produce potions!"
DonutWizard: "Get the guild merchants from UC, Supreme Guild, and ours to jack up the prices of potions. Let those Godslayer trashers be unable to afford any!"
Near Pondenorlin City, in the Magical Herb Forest, SSR and others began clearing the area. Many life players from Godslayer, The King Family, and Moonlight Guild were swept away.
This area was the primary spawn point for Blood Magic Grass, which could be used to craft the Basic Life Potion, restoring 1,000 HP per second for five seconds, with only a 10-second cooldown.
Such potions were invaluable in wild battles where priests were scarce.
Normally, these red potions were cheap to make, costing only 1-3 silver coins, but most of the harvesting points had been claimed by UJ or SSR players.
With the top guild merchants getting involved, the price of these potions skyrocketed to 20 silver coins each.
At this price, most regular players could barely afford them, as they were essential consumables during fights.
Absolute Kid: "Where's the guild leader? She's gone again. We need backup! There are too many enemies, we can't hold out much longer."
Old Yin: "So SSR's guild isn't even pretending anymore, huh? Fine! Just a bunch of sellouts!"
Wild Gale: "It's come to this, huh? If this keeps up, our accounts will be wiped out."
Though Madman's baiting and encirclement strategy had worked repeatedly, the Godslayer team remained on the back foot.
With most of the main members wearing blue gear, Godslayer's players constantly faced impossible odds, often finding themselves in 1v10 or 1v20 situations.
Only a few of the top players, like the Ten Random Kings, could break out of these absolute disadvantages.
In just one day, Godslayer's average member had lost 2-3 levels. Their stockpiled potions, meant to handle the NPC army's siege, had to be set aside for now.
All members began to retreat to Celestial Fortress and Bone Dragon Stronghold, safe zones where they could complete minimal tasks.
Region Announcement: "Due to the ongoing conflict between Godslayer and Pondenorlin City, Lord Cain will launch an attack on all Godslayer-controlled outposts in 24 hours! Godslayer guild, prepare for a do-or-die battle!"
Region Announcement: "Due to..."
As soon as the announcements hit, the world channel exploded with activity.
When the Holy Mage spoke up: "Hold on, Godslayer! Don't go down !"
ThunderStrike: "Nice! You monsters deserve to die! I can't wait to see how you'll whine this time!"
#Player 3219: "I don't know how Triple Crown Winner plans to stop this assault. The UJ players are killing everyone, and videos of their guild's experts getting destroyed by SSR players are going viral."
#Player 14735: "The Moonlight Guild and The King Family are suffering too. So many life players being slaughtered. I told you, helping Orgod was a bad idea."
As the NPC army was about to attack, this was the last straw for Godslayer. It felt like everything was falling apart at once. Many could see the signs of Godslayer's decline.
Region Announcement: "Player Wedge has spent lavishly, issuing a 10,000 Gold Red Packet 0/999!"
"Whoa, a 10,000 Gold Red Packet!"
"So rich! This level of extravagance is on par with Usher!"
"A superwoman who's been waiting for revenge! I'm genuinely impressed. I told you, the SSR guild leader would never lose to those fake match cheats!"
Once again, the trolls in the world channel were going crazy. With two massive red packets tossed into the pool, many of them felt a burning need to kneel and beg for Wedge's favor.
Soon, a golden trumpet appeared.
Wedge: "Recently, there has been some misunderstanding with friends from afar. This is not an attack on US players. Wedge only seeks to get justice for the fake match scandal that happened in the past!"
"Revenge is sweet, I'm a fan!"
"Wedge is invincible! Let's make those Godslayer dogs kneel and get out of Infinite Dimensions!"
"This woman is too good at pretending, her acting skills are hundreds of times better than mine."
At this moment, Orson, riding his Crimson Lizard King, appeared on the third battlefield. Upon seeing the golden subtitles above him, even he couldn't resist showing off a bit.
He quickly bought a full-region trumpet.
Everyone was stunned. What did that mean?
Could Orgod really be this stubborn?
Then, two more golden trumpets appeared.
ShatteredCrown: "lollol."
Empress of the Moon: "lollollol."
Without saying anything more, the three of them made their intentions clear, turning the tables on Wedge's attempt to control the narrative.
SlaughterDemon Emperor joined in, sending a trumpet: "Let's settle this on the battlefield, SSR's guild leader, you've gone too far."
Wedge: "Slaughter's guild leader, you're right. I admit, I was too emotional, my apologies."
Demon Emperor had not been involved in the ongoing conflict between SSR and UJ players, but his words were enough to make the bystanders nod in agreement. It was clear that no matter how much you talked, until the dust settled, trying to stir up trouble only made you look foolish.
"Bradley, are you ready?"
At that moment, Orson, still riding his Crimson Lizard King, appeared with the "Fanatical Believer" SirLagsALot General by his side.
Orson's message was clear—he wanted everyone to know the consequences of angering the Godslayer guild.
Bradley: "My gear has been upgraded, and now I can't wait to show Shimoji and his team what I'm made of!"
Bradley had faced off against Shimoji several times. Light-Dark Sword Saint vs Ghost Warrior—the battles had been even, but now, with his new blue gear, he was confident of sweeping through all enemies!
Madman: "Get away from me, you disgusting little worms! Beautiful, soft UJ players, I'm coming for you!"
Iron Cavalry: "Ha ha! Madman, leave us two targets! I want them to see how huge my spear is, they won't be able to take it!"
Old Yin: "Enough talk, the real widow-maker is here!"
SirLagsALot: "Can we be a little more civilized? Let's take a group photo, it's going to be the front-page headline tomorrow!"
The team immediately got hyped and started posing for ridiculous pictures.
Orson, wearing his pain mask, was now ready to make his declaration.
But seeing this scene, he sighed. Enough was enough.
Soon after, Orson and his team appeared at the outskirts of the ancient teleportation array.
"Like playing in the US region, huh?" Orson smiled as he said loudly, "I don't care how you do it, I just need you to destroy any target that moves. It doesn't matter what guild they belong to. All must be annihilated!"
Bradley's blood boiled, and with a loud shout, he roared, "Let's go, destroy them all!"
Crush them, make them regret crossing us!"
Iron Cavalry gritted his teeth and yelled, as they had been surrounded and beaten up by UJ players recently. Now, all that frustration was ready to be unleashed.
Led by Orson, the Ten Random Kings, Knights, Assassins, and Warriors all charged into battle!
During this time, Orson had refrained from interfering with the Godslayer members' battles. He wanted everyone to understand that no one would always be protected. Everyone, at any time, could be forced into a deadly situation.
Even Madman and Bradley were not exceptions. Only through fighting under extreme conditions could their skills truly evolve.
For now, while they could still revive, it was better to die and come back stronger for the future!
As the battle was refined in the wilds, Bradley and his team became more disciplined, gradually overcoming their reliance on gear.
Now, each of them had their hands on the 3x3 legendary sets, fully optimizing their strength at their current level!
This small team of sixty gathered the strongest forces from the Godslayer guild!
Orson activated his God Vision, and inside the teleportation array, many UJ players were still coming and going.
With the death of the Red-robed Archbishop Karquil, Wedge finally lost his restraint and started sending an endless wave of combatants to the US region.
These UJ players treated the third battlefield as their home, coming and going without caution.
"Unit One, clear the area." Orson's eyes flashed coldly as the Crimson Lizard King let out a terrifying dragon roar.
"Dragon! A giant dragon!"
The UJ players looked up in horror.
Before they could finish their sentence, the terrifying dragon head shot out, and the black magic flame devoured everything in its path, melting all invaders into nothingness!
The war drums of Wild Gale sounded as Orson and his team casually walked toward the ancient teleportation array.
For the UJ players, an unforgettable nightmare had just begun!