Server Announcement: Guild Mission Invitations Have Been Distributed!
Countdown: 30 Minutes Left!
124 Guild Leaders Have Confirmed Participation!
Below are the Confirmed Guilds: Slaughter, SSR, World Dominators, Sky Wolf, Infinite Dimensions Apocalypse, The King Family, Moonlight Guild...
#Extras 310: "Whoa… this is crazy! So many guilds planning to make a move and grab some loot?" #Extras 671: "Godslayer Guild is gonna be in for a shock. Aside from The King Family and Moonlight Guild, their rumored rivals Slaughter Guild and Triple Crown winner are not on good terms. There's about to be a big showdown." #Extras 1121: "Can't stop it! There's no way to stop it! Plus, there are players coming from the UJ region with a teleportation portal, we're talking at least 10,000 people!"
As the countdown approached its end, the number of participating guilds kept increasing.
This was shaping up to be a bloody battle that would determine the future of the entire US region!
"I'm sorry to make you feel uneasy... Damn it, I should just die!"
Drunken Dream stared at the invitation letter, deep in thought, unable to decide whether or not to join the fight.
Orson wasn't wrong—there was something poisonous about that woman, a kind of toxic charm that could make anyone waver inside.
"Yuri, what the hell are you hesitating for? Do you need to think about it? If there's a messy situation, are you really gonna back down?"
A level 31 warrior appeared behind him, wearing a set of expensive 30-level legendary gear, impatiently pushing him to make a decision.
Ice Block God: "You're the eldest son of the Upton Family, can you at least show some guts?"
Drunken Dream ignored him, but Ice Block God continued to whine, "If you don't have the guts in real life, fine. But don't be so wishy-washy in-game. Can't believe Dad left you the inheritance—was he blind or what?"
"What the hell are you barking about? Are you the guild leader or am I?" Drunken Dream turned around coldly.
Ice Block God sneered, "Don't think you're invincible just because you have a dragon; if I feel like it, I can take you down whenever, blind fool!"
Drunken Dream's face darkened, and he said nothing. The man was his half-brother, and ever since Drunken Dream had taken control of the Upton Family inheritance, the family had stopped pretending to be all nice. They had been subtly showing their hostility, like predators circling their prey.
In the game, Drunken Dream was a mighty dragon knight, but in reality, he was a weakling who constantly feared for his life, always wondering if one of his relatives would kill him.
Indeed, Drunken Dream wasn't lacking in resolve, but he was terrified of death.
That wasn't a contradiction.
"Supreme Guild has confirmed participation!"
"The guild leader is amazing! If we take down Triple Crown winner again, our guild will rule the Infinite Dimensions world!"
"Well done, older brother. You're too soft-hearted, you always need a push to get things done," his second brother sneered as he patted Drunken Dream's shoulder.
Drunken Dream stiffly nodded. Just like Orson had said, these people hadn't made a move on him yet, but it was only because he had become the golden asset of Supreme Guild.
As a dragon knight, single-handedly taking down a US Triple Crown winner—it was a huge achievement!
Even though Drunken Dream knew it was all a joke, it didn't stop players from blindly trusting in his abilities.
Now, he could feel the pressure from his family pushing him forward. Even if it meant walking straight into a pit of fire, they wouldn't hesitate to shove him into it.
And from the rumors coming from Max's circle, it seemed like he had been in contact with Wedge behind the scenes.
Elsewhere, at Orson's villa.
Madman: "After this last headhunting session, we better be ready to hang our heads on our belts, bros!"
"Shut the hell up... If you wanna die, go ahead. No one's stopping you," Bradley shot him a glare and casually took the chicken leg from Madman's bowl.
"I'm not joking. With so many guilds participating, most are coming for our flying fortress," Madman continued, trying to distract Bradley, reaching for the chicken leg again, but Ruby quickly stabbed it with her fork.
"How shameless," Madman muttered under his breath, but he didn't dare to argue, not with Ruby sitting across from him, looking way too attractive.
Madman: "They know the Thousand Hands Guild got crushed by that freak, but they're still bringing so many people. What does that tell you? They've got confidence!"
"They've got confidence in their chicken legs, maybe," Stewart retorted, now getting familiar with the team. He knew Madman had a sharp tongue but was actually a nice guy.
"Nice try, but you just made it to my backup list again!" Stewart smirked.
Ruby, chewing on her chicken leg, made a face at Stewart, who immediately blushed and ducked his head.
"Truth be told, they don't have any real confidence," Dancing Giant Boobs laughed lightly. "We've made more than enough preparations."
Everyone nodded. Dancing Giant Boobs wasn't one to boast unnecessarily—her confidence meant they had a real chance.
"Boss, you gotta say something!" Madman burped and looked at Orson.
"No need to talk. We fight however we fight," Orson responded nonchalantly. He had just finished a session in the game and was too busy to entertain them.
Nightshade, sitting on the couch, showed him something on his tablet.
"This is the Magic Warship Type 1. Don't be fooled by how it looks. It doesn't have the grandeur of an NPC battleship, but this thing has some tricks up its sleeve," Nightshade said, showing a picture of a bronze warship that resembled the magic warships used by NPC guilds.
"Oh? What kind of tricks?" Orson raised an eyebrow.
"It may look like it's armed with a 120mm magic rapid-fire cannon, but in reality, the ship just has a bunch of copper pipes welded together," Nightshade chuckled slyly, "Its main function is to carry a bunch of goblin engineers who can trigger chain explosions—flying suicide trucks."
Bradley: "What the hell, you've really gone full-on crazy. Let me take a look!"
Everyone gathered around, intrigued.
"This thing here? On the surface, it looks like a Kirov airship." Nightshade enlarged a picture of the airship, continuing, "But actually, the large balloon outside is just a decoy. Even if it's shot down, it won't affect flight. It draws all the attack fire, while the main cabin is filled with magic bombs for ground bombardment."
"Wait a minute—are you really trying to turn a magical world into steampunk?" Madman couldn't help but swear, surprised at how cunning this university kid was.
"Now, this…" Nightshade was about to continue, but Ruby raised her hand.
"I know! This looks like a drone, but really, it's manned!"
"Completely wrong," Nightshade chuckled awkwardly and coughed, "This is just an electric clothes rack I bought yesterday. I flipped to the wrong page."
"Haha, the genius Ruby strikes again!"
"Ruby, the genius confirmed!"
Everyone burst into laughter, and Ruby couldn't help but wish her head would disappear into the couch cushions.
Orson smiled and nodded. His million-coin investment in Nightshade had paid off; the guy hadn't let him down.
These were just some of the Godslayer Guild's hidden tricks. The goblins were working overtime on even crazier inventions. They'd soon show the locals in Infinite Dimensions something they'd never forget.
"How many goblins do we have ready?" Orson asked, glancing at Dancing Giant Boobs.
She smiled, clearly unable to hide her excitement: "More than you can imagine! You'll see soon enough."
"Ten minutes left, get ready," Orson said, his voice low as he turned toward the gaming room.
"Let's crush them all!"
"Yeah, let's wipe them out so they won't even know what hit them!"
"Who dares to say Godslayer has lost? They'll die for it!"
The atmosphere suddenly charged with energy. Even the two girls were shouting, disregarding any ladylike image.
With the strength of just one guild, they were going to clash head-on with over a hundred guilds and NPC armies—how bold and crazy!
Since the man before them wanted to fight, they would fight.
Since this man was going to stir up a storm in the Infinite Dimensions world, they would follow him, ready to go all in!