This huge valley resembled a gigantic basin.

At least two thousand players belonging to Warsky Alliance appeared on one of the hills adjacent to this basin as they stared at the players below them with hungry eyes. Meanwhile, Hegemon Palace had become a turtle in a jar. Nearly a thousand high-level players from Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls were smashing through their frontlines while Warsky Alliance were waiting to pounce on them from behind. However, neither of these things were more distressing than the fierce attacks of the boss they were facing!

Whoosh!

A biting wind blew through the valley and every attack the Death Lord made killed scores of players. Every attack struck in a 3-yard radius, dealing damage to everyone inside that area. These attacks were especially devastating to the players of Hegemon Palace.

The first golden rays of morning light began to illuminate the valley and the dense fog that filled it disappeared in the blink of an eye, restoring everyone’s vision to normal.

“This doesn’t look too good…” He Yi said as she furrowed her brow.

She continued, “Warsky Alliance will attack us the moment we begin to fight the boss. They won’t just sit there and watch us take it for ourselves. It’s a bit troublesome now. The most important thing is that we can’t kill this boss within a short period of time, so now it’s become a game of hot potato…”

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