Chapter 285 ·The Scourge Legion Civil War Incident!

Hang ‍​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‍Yu spent a little time.

And ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍quickly figured out the entire sequence of events behind the Legion civil war.

As ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍the saying went, wherever there were people, there would be conflicts. Wherever there were conflicts, disputes and clashes were inevitable. Within a game world, not only were such things unavoidable, they were amplified even further.

The ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Scourge Legion had eighteen Legions of various sizes.

They ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍all competed with one another to varying degrees.

Especially ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍the top five major Legions.

Whether in commercial expansion.

Talent recruitment.

Or competing for territorial military merits and reputation.

There were simply too many overlapping interests.

Friction and clashes were naturally unavoidable.

The Hall of War Gods and Wings of Freedom were the two most prestigious Legions.

Long ago.

Each had already regarded the other as one of its greatest rivals.

From overall Legion interests.

Down to everyday interactions between ordinary members.

Everything was filled with open rivalry and covert competition.

Especially after the auction for shops on Lord's Avenue.

As well as the subsequent competition over territorial product distribution rights.

The two Legions repeatedly clashed over core interests.

Their relationship deteriorated rapidly.

As a result.

The forums were frequently filled with sarcastic remarks and mutual insults between the two sides.

Recently.

The territory had successively launched the Wancheng Grand Cleanup mission.

As well as the Homeland Reconstruction project.

The former mobilized the Legions to finish clearing the Wancheng map.

So they could capture the remaining towns.

Activate their Blessing Points as quickly as possible.

Participating Legions would receive mission rewards.

The latter assigned a portion of the remote Blessing Points to the major Legions.

Allowing the various player factions to participate in rebuilding the territorial ruins.

Improving efficiency.

While granting corresponding rewards and privileges.

This naturally sparked yet another round of competition.

Everyone wanted a bigger slice of the pie.

So every Legion spared no effort in mobilizing their members.

This was also why.

Only two days after conquering Old Wan.

The territory had already completed the capture of the remaining four cities in Wancheng.

Had they moved even slightly slower.

All the benefits would have been taken by others.

Each Legion.

Was also spending its own money.

Throwing around enormous amounts of hard-earned Contribution Points.

To recruit workers.

For territorial reconstruction projects.

This large-scale civil war.

Had certainly not appeared out of nowhere.

As the two major Legions grew larger and more prestigious.

Their repeated conflicts.

Had already accumulated numerous old grievances.

When there were outside threats.

Or common interests.

The upper leadership could still suppress the contradictions.

Temporarily redirecting them elsewhere.

But once the external threat disappeared.

The accumulated resentment.

Needed an outlet.

Eventually.

Even an insignificant spark.

Could ignite a full-scale armed conflict.

Just like this incident.

According to Hang Yu's investigation.

Everything had started.

Because of a few ordinary members.

………………

Half a day earlier.

While the main Legion forces were cleaning up Wancheng.

Still attacking the remaining cities.

And Pollution Sources.

Within the Luoshui region.

Near the Luoshui Execution Ground.

A Hall of War Gods squad that had not participated in the operation.

Was farming Abyss Survivors.

And Yellow Turban Demon Soldiers.

To level up.

The squad consisted of eleven people.

Its leader.

Was a player called Cowherd Riding a Green Ox.

Cowherd.

Was a Warrior player.

Who had just advanced to Level 11.

And reached the Second Order.

After equipping several pieces of Second-Order White-quality equipment.

His overall strength was fairly respectable.

The reason he hadn't participated in the Wancheng operation.

Was partly because he had been assigned to help several Legion newcomers level up.

And partly because.

He wanted to farm Fallen monsters for profit.

Nearby.

Excellent Fallen monsters.

Such as Jian Shuo.

And Feng Xu.

Could spawn.

Roughly once every ten-plus days.

The time was almost due.

Not only did these monsters drop high-quality First-Order equipment.

They also produced valuable gemstone materials.

Which would greatly help him forge his new equipment.

After Cowherd.

Led his ten Legion members.

Grinding monsters for an hour.

Not a single Fallen monster appeared.

Besides the Abyss Survivors.

And Yellow Turban Headless Demon Soldiers.

They encountered only several Luoshui Cavalry.

And Luoshui Executioners.

“Our luck doesn't seem very good.”

The female player Rabbit Run Fast said.

“The respawn timers for these Bosses are only approximate.”

“There isn't an exact schedule.”

“Whether we encounter them or not.”

“Depends entirely on luck.”

Cowherd Riding a Green Ox replied,

“Forget it.”

“Let's just keep farming ordinary Elite monsters.”

“The rewards aren't bad either.”

“Besides.”

“We're mainly here to level the newcomers.”

Just as the Hall of War Gods players.

Believed they had simply come at the wrong time.

That the Elite mini-Bosses hadn't spawned yet.

Or had already been killed elsewhere.

Suddenly.

A powerful aura.

Appeared ahead.

Its pressure was so overwhelming.

That it even suppressed their attributes.

Rabbit Run Fast exclaimed,

“What's happening?”

“Did a mini-Boss just spawn?”

Cowherd Riding a Green Ox widened his eyes.

“Damn!”

“That aura isn't something Jian Shuo or Feng Xu could produce!”

“We've struck gold!”

“Quick!”

“Let's go take a look!”

Not long afterward.

An enormous.

Grotesquely twisted humanoid monster.

Entered their field of vision.

Although it possessed a humanoid form.

Its body was monstrously huge.

Composed of countless stitched-together limbs.

In its hand.

It wielded an enormous Thousand Skull Demon Hammer.

【Ma Yuanyi】Level 7 Commander...

Introduction: Fallen Abyss Ma Yuanyi. Although his soul has already been purified, he left behind a permanent projection within the Abyss, one that continues to reset alongside the operation of the Abyssal Dream.

“It really is Ma Yuanyi!”

“Doesn't this guy only respawn once every three or four weeks?”

“Hahaha!”

“I can't believe we actually ran into him!”

“Our luck is insane!”

“He drops excellent Green equipment!”

“And gemstones too!”

“We're going to make a fortune this time!”

“……”

A First-Order Commander Boss like this.

Was no longer worth mentioning.

To the Scourge Legion's top experts.

But for ordinary and mid-tier players.

It was an incredibly rare opportunity.

If they could secure a Boss like this.

The Green equipment.

And Green gemstones alone.

Would earn every participating member.

No less than one hundred thousand.

After turning them over to the Legion.

That was real cash.

Not to mention.

Such Bosses occasionally dropped.

Even rarer.

And more valuable items.

Besides.

Major Bosses respawned extremely slowly.

Battling such monsters.

Was already a rare experience.

For gamers.

Nothing was more exciting.

Than unexpectedly encountering a rare Boss.

Out in the wilderness.

“Let's attack together!”

“Everyone be careful!”

Ma Yuanyi.

Had already been farmed several times before.

Everyone had thoroughly studied his abilities.

Even so.

No one dared let their guard down.

Although merely a First-Order Commander.

He ranked among the strongest of his tier.

Cowherd Riding a Green Ox.

Was Level 11.

Among the ten teammates beside him.

Six were between Levels 8 and 10.

The remaining four.

Were newcomers below Level 6.

Such a lineup.

Would have considerable difficulty.

Defeating Ma Yuanyi.

However.

Compared to the first time players had ever encountered him.

Today's players.

Possessed the Eye of Malevolence.

And Self-Healing Talents.

Along with various Talismans.

Pills.

And much more diverse skills.

Their overall strength.

Had improved enormously.

Grinding his teeth.

Cowherd Riding a Green Ox.

Reluctantly took out.

An Extreme Yin Skeleton Summoning Talisman.

Summoning.

A Second-Order Extreme Yin Skeleton Warlock.

That should be enough.

To stand against him.

“You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing bait!”

“We're taking him down today!”

“Let's go!”

After fully buffing himself.

Cowherd Riding a Green Ox.

Raised his Second-Order White-quality greatsword.

And unleashed Roaring Tiger Slash.

Striking Ma Yuanyi head-on.

-162 (Critical!)

Not bad damage!

After all.

Cowherd was already a Second-Order player.

Although his greatsword.

Was only White quality.

It had already been enhanced to Level 6.

Its overall attributes.

Were even slightly superior.

To an unenhanced Second-Order Green weapon.

After being struck.

Ma Yuanyi immediately roared.

Although merely a projection.

Without consciousness.

Or intelligence.

His combat instincts remained.

His enormous body.

Charged directly toward the players.

“Charged Qi Cleaving Slash!”

Cowherd condensed.

A massive white sword aura.

And slashed downward.

Dealing nearly another hundred points of damage.

“Earthquake Wave!”

Ma Yuanyi.

Naturally refused to be outdone.

He slammed the Thousand Skull Demon Hammer.

Into the ground.

A terrifying shockwave.

Sent Cowherd flying.

Instantly removing nearly half his health.

Without his armor.

And protective talisman.

He would have died immediately.

The Extreme Yin Skeleton.

Quickly stepped forward.

To hold the Boss back.

Giving Cowherd Riding a Green Ox.

A chance to recover.

Rabbit Run Fast.

Immediately cast Healing Arts.

Along with a Spring Renewal Talisman.

Cowherd swiftly swallowed.

A Second-Order Greater Blood Recovery Pill.

Restoring his injuries.

“Everyone!”

“Attack together!”

The entire team.

Launched a coordinated assault.

Against Ma Yuanyi.

Although the battle.

Was extremely difficult.

Thanks to their understanding of his abilities.

Combined with various skills.

And Talismans.

They were barely able.

To hold their own.

Ma Yuanyi's health.

Continued dropping.

Just when victory.

Seemed completely within reach.

Ma Yuanyi.

Suddenly entered Berserk Mode.

One thunderous roar.

Stunned Rabbit Run Fast.

And several others.

Immediately afterward.

A violent charge.

Instantly killed.

The Monk.

Along with the two Spellcasters behind her.

“This is bad!”

Cowherd's expression changed drastically.

As he hurried forward.

To regain aggro.

However.

With less than half his health remaining.

Ma Yuanyi became.

Even more ferocious.

Although everyone.

Knew all his skills.

Actually reacting to them.

And dodging in time.

Was another matter entirely.

Soon.

Several of the weaker newcomers.

Along with two Rangers.

Were killed.

“We can't win this one!”

Realizing the situation.

Cowherd.

Focused solely on dealing as much damage as possible.

Preparing for a second attempt.

After reviving.

Following several more exchanges.

Ma Yuanyi's health.

Dropped below one quarter.

Every member of Cowherd's team.

Along with the summoned Skeleton.

Had already been wiped out.

Cowherd.

Fought alone.

Barely surviving.

Eight or ten more exchanges.

Before Ma Yuanyi.

Finished him off.

With one swing of the hammer.

“So close!”

“Hurry back!”

“The Boss probably hasn't fully recovered yet!”

After reviving.

Cowherd Riding a Green Ox.

And his teammates.

Immediately teleported.

To the Blessing Point.

At Heting Township.

Then mounted their Spirit Horses.

And galloped back.

Toward the battlefield.

This run.

Was guaranteed to succeed!

Yet.

Just as everyone.

Confidently returned.

They discovered.

The heavily wounded Ma Yuanyi.

Already under attack.

By another group of players.

“It's Wings of Freedom!”

A Ranger beside Cowherd.

Named Slay Sisters to Prove the Dao.

Immediately became furious.

“Damn it!”

“These bastards are trying to steal our kill!”

They had paid such a huge price.

To reduce the Boss.

To critical health.

If outsiders stole it now.

The loss would be unbearable.

Cowherd immediately shouted,

“We found this Boss first.”

“We attacked him first.”

“Please.”

“Do us a favor.”

“And step aside.”

Naturally.

The Wings of Freedom players refused.

Although.

When they discovered the Boss.

It had already been heavily wounded.

They had never seen.

Any Hall of War Gods players.

Therefore.

They had not intentionally.

Attempted to steal it.

Besides.

Bosses recovered health rapidly.

Even if the Hall of War Gods.

Returned after reviving.

There was no guarantee.

They could defeat him.

How could that count?

To fight this Boss.

Wings of Freedom.

Had already suffered multiple casualties.

Now that victory.

Was finally within reach.

How could they simply withdraw.

Because of one sentence?

A Wings of Freedom player.

Named A'Fu.

Sneered.

“Whoever encounters a wild Boss.”

“Owns it.”

“If you weren't capable enough to kill it.”

“Does that mean nobody else is allowed to?”

Another Wings of Freedom player.

Blade Tip Edge.

Also spoke.

“Exactly.”

“Why should we give way?”

“Does this wild Boss belong exclusively.”

“To the Hall of War Gods?”

“Did you write your names on it?”

The Hall of War Gods players.

Became increasingly dissatisfied.

Cowherd said,

“No matter what.”

“We contributed far more.”

“If you stop now.”

“And withdraw.”

“We're willing.”

“To give you thirty to forty percent.”

“Of the loot afterward.”

A'Fu looked disdainful.

“Give?”

“What do you mean by give?”

“Who asked you to give us anything?”

“This Boss was ours to begin with!”

“Does Wings of Freedom.”

“Need charity from the Hall of War Gods?”

“Exactly!”

“The Hall of War Gods.”

“Has always been overbearing!”

“Others might fear you.”

“But Wings of Freedom doesn't!”

“Get lost!”

“Stop getting in our way!”

The Hall of War Gods players.

Were already furious.

Over the Boss being stolen.

These Wings of Freedom players.

Weren't particularly strong.

Without finding the Boss.

At critical health.

They probably couldn't have defeated him.

Yet not only had they stolen the kill.

They were now acting arrogantly.

And speaking with complete disrespect.

Refusing a toast.

Only to drink the forfeit?

Enough was enough!

Seeing that Ma Yuanyi.

Was about to die.

Slay Sisters to Prove the Dao.

Drew his bow.

And shot an arrow.

Straight into A'Fu's knee.

“Damn!”

“You actually ambushed me!”

A'Fu was both shocked.

And enraged.

His mobility immediately crippled.

Ma Yuanyi.

Smashed him.

Into the ground.

With one hammer strike.

He didn't even have time.

To continue cursing.

The other Wings of Freedom players.

Were equally stunned.

In an instant.

They erupted.

Into furious abuse.

Insulting the Hall of War Gods.

And cursing their ancestors.

“We've already gone this far.”

“We might as well finish it!”

Hearing the insults.

Cowherd.

Finally lost his temper.

“You dared steal my Boss.”

“Today.”

“You're getting taught a lesson!”

The moment he finished speaking.

He launched his attack.

The main force.

On the Wings of Freedom side.

Was A'Fu.

Once A'Fu died.

Their squad.

Completely lost the ability.

To continue fighting.

Combined with.

The Hall of War Gods players.

Stabbing them in the back.

Their entire team.

Was soon wiped out.

Cowherd's squad.

Immediately rushed forward.

One final volley.

Killed the dying Ma Yuanyi.

“As expected of a Boss!”

“So much loot dropped!”

“Yeah!”

“Huge explosion!”

“The drops are even better than expected!”

Several Hall of War Gods players.

Cheered excitedly.

After seeing the rewards.

“Although we got the Boss back.”

“We've completely offended Wings of Freedom.”

“They won't come back for revenge.”

“Will they?”

Rabbit Run Fast.

Looked worried.

“Who cares!”

Slay Sisters to Prove the Dao.

Cursed loudly.

“They brought it on themselves!”

“Not only did they steal our Boss.”

“They insulted us.”

“And insulted our Legion!”

“If we could tolerate that.”

“We wouldn't deserve to call ourselves men!”

“Exactly!”

“They brought it upon themselves!”

“They deserved what happened!”

No one blamed.

Slay Sisters to Prove the Dao.

For attacking first.

The Wings of Freedom players.

Had no chance.

Of defeating a full-health Ma Yuanyi.

From the Hall of War Gods' perspective.

The other side.

Had clearly stolen their Boss.

Rejected.

Any fair division of loot.

According to contribution.

Therefore.

Everyone believed.

They were in the right.

As for striking first.

Although that violated the rules somewhat.

The other side.

Had been unreasonable first.

And insulted them repeatedly.

Most of them.

Had long disliked Wings of Freedom anyway.

This time.

They had both taught them a lesson.

And obtained substantial rewards.

Everyone felt.

Extremely satisfied.

Even if it happened again.

They would make the same choice.

“This matter definitely won't end here.”

Cowherd Riding a Green Ox.

Remained level-headed.

“Wings of Freedom.”

“Won't let this go.”

“Let's head back first.”

“Avoid the spotlight.”

“And report everything.”

“To the Legion.”

“Good point!”

“We already got the Boss.”

“Let's hurry back!”

Just as everyone.

Prepared to leave.

Several figures.

Appeared.

Outside the Luoshui Execution Ground.

“This is bad!”

Cowherd Riding a Green Ox's expression changed.

“They got here.”

“So quickly?”

Slay Sisters to Prove the Dao.

Looked ahead.

Standing before them.

Were A'Fu.

Blade Tip Edge.

And several others.

Whom they had just killed.

Their faces.

Were filled with fury.

“The leader is Wings of Freedom's Landing to Hunt Tigers!”

Slay Sisters to Prove the Dao.

Immediately became serious.

“This guy's already Level 19.”

“And his foundation is incredibly solid.”

“We're no match for him.”

Cowherd Riding a Green Ox replied,

“So what if they called for reinforcements?”

“Do you think.”

“We can't do the same?”

Rabbit Run Fast said,

“Morning Bell Bro.”

“Happens to be in the main city.”

“I've already messaged him.”

“Good!”

At this moment.

Landing to Hunt Tigers.

Had already learned.

The entire story.

He had always disliked.

The Hall of War Gods.

Upon hearing.

About this incident.

Naturally.

He flew into a rage.

Immediately rushing over.

To stand up for his people.

“So.”

“You're the ones.”

“Who stole Ma Yuanyi from A'Fu.”

“And even ambushed them.”

“Killing them?”

“We did.”

“So what?”

“They stole our Boss first.”

“And kept insulting us.”

“They brought this upon themselves!”

A'Fu shouted,

“That's nonsense!”

“We never stole your Boss!”

Blade Tip Edge added,

“Even if anyone stole a Boss.”

“It was you.”

“Who forcibly stole ours!”

Slay Sisters to Prove the Dao sneered.

“Believe whatever you want.”

“The Boss is already ours.”

“What exactly.”

“Can you do about it?”

Landing to Hunt Tigers.

Lowered his gaze.

“You don't actually think.”

“You can ambush Wings of Freedom.”

“And walk away safely.”

“Do you?”

Cowherd Riding a Green Ox asked,

“Then what do you want?”

Landing to Hunt Tigers replied,

“Hand over Ma Yuanyi's drops.”

“And apologize.”

“To A'Fu.”

“Impossible!”

Slay Sisters to Prove the Dao.

Rejected him immediately.

Rabbit Run Fast also spoke.

“We did nothing wrong!”

Landing to Hunt Tigers.

Finally exploded.

“Fine!”

“Fine!”

“Fine!”

“I gave you.”

“A chance to settle this peacefully.”

“You refused it yourselves.”

“So don't blame me.”

“For not giving Leader Ye any face!”

Cowherd Riding a Green Ox answered,

“We're both Second Order.”

“I may not lose.”

“To you!”

“Then let's find out!”

The warhorse neighed.

Landing to Hunt Tigers.

Charged forward.

With his saber.

Cowherd Riding a Green Ox.

Had nowhere left to retreat.

He immediately condensed.

A Charged Qi Cleaving Slash.

“Weak!”

Landing to Hunt Tigers roared.

Activating Blazing Tiger Wild Saber.

His blade instantly glowed crimson.

The saber.

Shattered the incoming sword aura.

Then blasted Cowherd backward.

Leaving him heavily injured.

“Die!”

Landing to Hunt Tigers.

Swept his saber.

Across Cowherd's neck.

-1021 (Fatal Critical!)

Only two exchanges.

Were enough.

To determine the winner.

Although Cowherd.

Had also reached the Second Order.

He had only just advanced.

Landing to Hunt Tigers.

Wore multiple Green-quality pieces of equipment.

And had mastered.

More than four Green skills.

The difference in combat strength.

Was simply overwhelming.

“Nice!”

“Tiger Bro is awesome!”

“You got revenge for us!”

A'Fu.

Blade Tip Edge.

And the others.

Cheered loudly.

“Damn it!”

The remaining ten Hall of War Gods players.

All wore grim expressions.

Their only Second-Order player.

Had already been killed.

The rest.

Had no chance whatsoever.

Against Landing to Hunt Tigers.

“I'll hold him off!”

Slay Sisters to Prove the Dao.

Raised his bow.

And immediately fired an arrow.

At Landing to Hunt Tigers.

Landing to Hunt Tigers.

Casually swung his saber.

Knocking the arrow aside.

“None of you.”

“Are leaving here today!”

Rabbit Run Fast.

And the others.

Had no choice.

Using the opportunity.

Created by Slay Sisters to Prove the Dao.

To flee.

However.

Very quickly.

Slay Sisters to Prove the Dao.

Was killed.

By Landing to Hunt Tigers.

Afterward.

Landing to Hunt Tigers.

Caught up.

With Rabbit Run Fast.

And the fleeing players.

One after another.

Cutting down.

Seven more Hall of War Gods members.

“This is bullying!”

Rabbit Run Fast.

Being a female player.

Burst into tears.

Landing to Hunt Tigers.

Had already fought.

Until his eyes turned red.

“You refuse to apologize?”

“Then listen well!”

“I'll kill you.”

“Every single time.”

“I see you!”

As he spoke.

He activated Army-Breaking Charge.

Caught up.

To another fleeing player.

And cut him down.

Just as he prepared.

To strike Rabbit Run Fast.

An arrow.

Suddenly flew.

From the distance.

Striking the breastplate.

Of Landing to Hunt Tigers.

-95!

An expert!

Landing to Hunt Tigers' expression changed.

A Ranger player.

Rode rapidly onto the battlefield.

Rabbit Run Fast.

Was overjoyed.

“We're saved!”

“It's Morning Bell Bro!”

A'Fu's face changed.

“This is bad!”

“It's Dawn Bell from the Hall of War Gods!”

“He's a Level 20 top expert!”

“They say.”

“He's the strongest player.”

“Below the Third Order.”

“In the Hall of War Gods!”

Landing to Hunt Tigers.

Coldly asked,

“Dawn Bell.”

“You're getting involved too?”

Dawn Bell.

Looked at.

The slain Hall of War Gods players.

“You Wings of Freedom.”

“Have gone too far.”

Landing to Hunt Tigers snorted.

“Don't twist the truth.”

“It was the Hall of War Gods.”

“That stole our Boss.”

“And killed our people first!”

Dawn Bell.

Didn't know the full story.

All he had witnessed.

Was Wings of Freedom.

Hunting down Hall of War Gods members.

This matter.

Absolutely could not.

Be allowed to end like this.

Otherwise.

If word spread.

The Hall of War Gods.

Would suffer a devastating blow.

To both morale.

And reputation.

“Hmph.”

“Enough talking.”

“They all say.”

“You're one of the strongest.”

“Second-Order players.”

“In the Hall of War Gods.”

“I'd like to see.”

“What makes you so special!”

“Then try me.”

Landing to Hunt Tigers.

Charged forward.

At full speed.

On his Spirit Horse.

His blazing saber.

Wrapped in the fiery aura.

Of Blazing Tiger Wild Saber.

Came crashing down.

Like splitting a mountain.

Bang!

Although Dawn Bell.

Blocked the strike.

With his sword.

The overwhelming force.

Still knocked him.

Off his mount.

In terms of Strength.

Dawn Bell.

Was clearly inferior.

To Landing to Hunt Tigers.

“So this.”

“Is the Hall of War Gods' strongest Second-Order player?”

Landing to Hunt Tigers.

Leaped from his horse.

Roaring.

As he continued.

Swinging his saber.

Toward Dawn Bell.

“Then you can die too!”

Bang!

The saber.

Cut through empty air.

Dawn Bell.

Vanished.

From sight.

“Shadow Step?”

“That trick.”

“Went out of fashion.”

“Long ago!”

A vertical eye.

Opened upon Landing to Hunt Tigers' forehead.

Activating.

The Eye of Malevolence Talent.

His divine perception.

Immediately locked on.

To a sharp longsword.

Rushing toward him.

From behind.

Too fast!

Landing to Hunt Tigers.

Simply abandoned dodging.

Slightly twisting his body.

Avoiding a vital point.

At the cost.

Of taking the sword.

Through his shoulder.

He simultaneously unleashed.

A vicious Whirlwind Slash.

Toward his opponent.

Although Dawn Bell.

Retreated in time.

The saber aura.

Still carved.

A deep wound.

Across his body.

“Excellent!”

The Wings of Freedom players.

Immediately erupted.

Into cheers.

Landing to Hunt Tigers.

Possessed outstanding PvP instincts.

He truly had.

The makings.

Of a top expert.

“So.”

“You're nothing special after all!”

Landing to Hunt Tigers.

Had gained the upper hand.

In two consecutive exchanges.

His confidence.

Soared.

Dawn Bell.

Had already lost.

Nearly one-third.

Of his health.

Yet his expression.

Remained calm.

He merely said coldly,

“In fact.”

“You've already lost.”

“My Scorpion Tail Sword.”

“Carries both poison.”

“And paralysis.”

“You should.”

“Already be unable to move.”

“What?”

“This is bad!”

Landing to Hunt Tigers.

Suddenly felt.

His limbs.

And body.

Growing numb.

At that moment.

Dawn Bell.

Split into four afterimages.

Almost simultaneously.

Charging in.

From every direction.

“Swift Shadow Assault!”

Landing to Hunt Tigers.

Turned pale.

He had never imagined.

This fellow.

Had mastered.

A Blue skill.

Even under normal conditions.

He would have struggled.

To defend against it.

Let alone now.

When both his movement.

And reactions.

Had been drastically reduced.

In an instant.

He became.

Like fish.

On a chopping block.

Completely at his opponent's mercy.

The outcome.

Had been decided.

The Hall of War Gods players.

Won.

By this point.

The situation.

Had already escalated.

Although Landing to Hunt Tigers.

Was neither one of Wings of Freedom's upper management.

Nor one of its most famous experts.

He was still.

A highly respected.

Core member.

His death.

Naturally enraged.

The entire Legion.

It even attracted.

The attention.

Of Wings of Freedom's expert.

A Sword Comes from the West.

A Sword Comes from the West.

Had been.

One of the first-test players.

Naturally.

Dawn Bell.

Was no match for him.

After being killed.

Dawn Bell.

Immediately called for reinforcements.

This time.

He directly summoned.

Niu Shisan.

A genuine.

Level 25.

First-tier expert.

After Niu Shisan.

Defeated.

A Sword Comes from the West.

In a duel.

A Sword Comes from the West.

Naturally felt humiliated.

So he.

Called in.

Artist Pai Zong.

The Hall of War Gods.

And Wings of Freedom.

Already possessed longstanding grudges.

Recently.

Their competition.

For military merits.

And territory.

Had become particularly ugly.

This small incident.

Immediately became.

The spark.

That ignited.

All their accumulated resentment.

Both sides.

Continually escalated.

The situation.

Until.

It spiraled completely.

Out of control.

Players from both major Legions.

Were collectively enraged.

They openly launched.

Forum flame wars.

And arranged public duels.

By the time.

Ye Limeng.

And Black Pupil Brother Rui.

Attempted.

To mediate.

The anger.

Of both sides.

Had already reached its peak.

At that point.

Even they.

Could no longer.

Force peace.

This was.

An era of fierce competition.

Any sign.

Of compromise.

Would immediately be interpreted.

As weakness.

Causing enormous damage.

To Legion prestige.

And morale.

For the sake.

Of their respective collective interests.

Neither side.

Could afford.

To back down.

Thus.

The first civil war.

Within the Scourge Legion.

Officially erupted.

The two major Legions.

Agreed upon.

A time.

And place.

To stage.

A truly massive confrontation.

The incident.

Quickly became.

The center of attention.

Across the forums.

After all.

Although many people.

Had long predicted.

That a large-scale civil war.

Would eventually erupt.

Within the Scourge Legion.

No one.

Had expected.

It to begin.

In such a manner.

Because of this conflict.

Large numbers.

Of players died.

Allowing the territory.

To harvest.

Huge amounts of Essence.

Despite the absence.

Of any major military campaign.

As for Hang Yu?

He had long anticipated.

Such developments.

Competition.

And even hostility.

Between Legions.

Was inevitable.

As long as.

The intensity.

Remained under control.

And the fighting.

Stayed within.

An established framework of rules.

Then.

For the territory.

Such conflict.

Brought only benefits.

Competition.

Created efficiency.

And efficiency.

Was exactly.

What the territory needed.

Hang Yu decided.

Not to intervene.

For the time being.

Instead.

He would continue.

Closely observing.

How this incident.

Developed further...

Conveniently.

He could also use this opportunity.

To officially launch.

The territory's Starsea Arena!

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