Chapter 1 The Silence

The discussion group fell silent again, everyone anxiously awaiting the final, accurate intelligence. At the same time, they dispatched more manpower to monitor the movements of the mainstays under Lord Grim's command. These individuals had been exposed long ago, constantly appearing on various leaderboards alongside Lord Grim.

The scouting went smoothly. Soon, the guild leaders were posting triumphant expressions in the discussion group, all looking as if they had successfully carried out a conspiracy.

"Looks like everyone knows?" said Che Qianzi, who had first brought the information.

"Mount Omar," said Ye Du Hantan.

"That's right, Sunset Hunter. So that's his target," said Gu Yin.

"Looks like we can give him a surprise," Che Qianzi laughed.

"This time, we must break his spirit."

"That's right, not only will we snatch the Boss, but we'll also let him experience a team wipe!"

The guilds gleefully went to make their arrangements. They dared not underestimate Lord Grim's elite team in the slightest, and dispatched their own elites. How many people would be enough? Countless failures had made it impossible to estimate, but more was always better.

"When will the Sunset Hunter respawn? I can't wait!" These guys were already imagining the spectacular scene. To make Lord Grim suffer would be so exciting.

"What if... his target really is just the Blue Crystal Knight?" Seeing everyone's mood, Lan He felt a sense of unease.

"Hmm... you might be right." Ye Du Hantan, who had dealt with Ye Xiu many times, seemed to have the same feeling. "We'll match elites against elites, and swarm them with numbers. Let's send some people to the Western Wilderness as well. He's just a guild after all, and doesn't have that many people. Each of us can just send a few. There aren't any strong players there anyway. If the numbers are even, we'll have the advantage."

"Right, right, that way we'll be foolproof," Gu Yin agreed.

Western Wilderness, a level 50 leveling area.

In the tenth server, levels 50-55 were the most common. The club guilds' players, whether elites or ordinary members, were not the mainstream. They were all among the fastest levelers. Now, they were generally above level 55, and the top elites were already sprinting towards level 60.

So when this group of non-mainstream players appeared in the Western Wilderness, they quickly attracted attention. These people, each with the title of a major guild, were all appearing here together. The more perceptive players realized that something was about to happen.

These non-mainstream players had all received clear orders from their guilds. They were now scattered throughout the Western Wilderness, waiting for the Boss to respawn while also paying attention to the movements of the Happy Guild's players.

The situation was similar on Mount Omar on the other side of the map, but on a smaller scale.

The waiting continued, but the Boss was slow to appear. The club guild players were already itching for a fight, but as members of major guilds, they couldn't act without a good reason, especially in leveling areas where there were many eyes.

The storm was brewing, but the wind had been blowing for too long. And the Boss's respawn was even less accurate than the weather forecast. The club players who had come with a purpose were starting to feel lonely.

Meanwhile, the Happy Guild's players were very busy. Because they weren't non-mainstream, the Western Wilderness was a suitable leveling area for them. They were killing monsters and wandering around, treating it as leveling.

Soon, the morning passed.

The guild leaders sitting in front of their computers had bloodshot eyes. They were all night owls, and were supposed to be sleeping in the morning. Who knew that Lord Grim, this devil, would come back for a stroll, forcing them to work overtime. Struggling until noon, they were all exhausted. Seeing that the Boss wasn't respawning, the guild leaders said their goodbyes and went to get some sleep, leaving their subordinates to wake them up if anything happened.

At 3:07 PM, just when the guild leaders who had only gone to sleep after noon were in deep sleep, they were inhumanely interrupted.

Startled, everyone frantically asked what was going on while struggling towards their computers. Before they could even get close, they had confirmed the message: the Blue Crystal Knight had respawned first.

"What are the Happy Guild people doing?" All the guild leaders asked the same question almost simultaneously.

"Seems like there's no movement," the subordinate reported.

"Hahahaha, as expected." The guild leaders were all smug, and immediately started communicating in their discussion group. But before long, they were faced with a very contradictory problem. They still had to fight each other for this Blue Crystal Knight, right? But they had already invested too many people there, so the commanders hadn't acted rashly. According to the scouts, a random team formed temporarily last night was trying to take down the Blue Crystal Knight, and was being slaughtered.

Wild field Bosses were never something that a random team could take down, especially in the new server. So the guild leaders weren't worried about the random team. Their main opponents were still the people in the discussion group.

"Ahem... there are a lot of people over there. If we fight, it'll be a mess..." Che Qianzi said first.

Then, no one responded. Che Qianzi saw that these bastards had already gone to plot something else, and no one was planning to discuss it here. So he immediately fell silent and contacted the Western Wilderness to understand the situation.

The thirteen guild leaders each had at least one regiment of soldiers, now gathered in the Western Wilderness.

The Blue Crystal Knight and his knight squad were not far from them, and had just completely slaughtered that random team. Now there was another group of leveling players recklessly gathering a team. The thirteen guilds' players ignored them, and focused on their real opponents.

The confrontation would eventually be broken. No matter how much they stalemated, they couldn't just stare at each other until the end of the week. The first to act wouldn't necessarily lose, because no one knew anyone else's trump cards, or their arrangements. Every Boss battle was a process of adapting to the situation. Strength, calculation, and luck could all determine the final outcome.

In the Western Wilderness, small-scale collisions gradually spread, and those who tried to watch from the sidelines were quickly drawn into the fray. They killed the Boss, and they killed each other. One moment they might be allies, and the next they would be drawing their swords.

The Boss's health was decreasing, and members of each guild were falling. As for those ignorant random teams, they should wisely stay away from this kind of scene, or stay behind to scavenge. Although this industry wasn't very developed in the normal server, because the drop rate was far less generous than in the Realm of Gods.

Just as they were fighting like a tangled mess, the guild leaders suddenly received intelligence from their spies. Lord Grim had ordered his guild to head towards the Blue Crystal Knight.

"What? At this time?" Everyone was stunned.

"Trying to be the oriole behind?"

At the battlefield, the Happy Guild's players saw Lord Grim's message and began to gather in that direction. On the outer circle of the battle, players with the Happy Guild title began to appear. One, two; ten, twenty, one hundred, two hundred...

Their levels weren't high, and some were even below level 50, completely incomparable to the players of the major guilds. But they had numbers, and they were united. When the thirteen guilds were fighting each other, they suddenly appeared together.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop there first, don't let Lord Grim pick up the advantage," someone shouted in the discussion group.

"Could it be that his target really is the Blue Crystal Knight?"

"Damn it, tell the people on Mount Omar to hurry back."

"It's too late to go back, and besides, what if this is still a trick?"

Everyone was tangled, depressed, and tearing at their hair! But at least they all understood one thing: if they continued to fight like this, they might be outmaneuvered by Happy Guild.

"Anyway, we're fighting for the Boss, no need to be polite. Let's join forces and destroy Happy's people first!" Someone suggested.

"Looks like we have no choice!"

The discussion group quickly reached a consensus, and the order was sent to the front lines. The thirteen guilds, who had just been fighting so fiercely, were now working together again. Looking at the Happy Guild titles on the outer circle, they suddenly spread out in a circle and charged over.

"Run!" At this moment, the only order from the Happy Guild was this.

The Happy Guild members who had surrounded them immediately turned around and ran. The major guilds' players were still far away, unable to hit them or catch up to them. It was very frustrating!

"Damn it, what's all this mess?" The guilds were tearing their hair out. As a result of this chaos, the Blue Crystal Knight went on a rampage, leading his knight squad to attack his aggro target.

Those who were attacked had to fight back, and immediately counterattacked. But when the other guilds saw this, they realized it was a bad situation! If this continued, the Blue Crystal Knight would be DPSed to death. So they rushed over to stop them. As everyone scrambled back and forth, the Happy Guild's players gathered again.

They gathered very openly. Lord Grim's message was openly displayed in the guild channel, as if all the guild leaders were receiving the same message simultaneously.

What about this time? Should they go kill them? If they did, the people would run again, and everything would be in chaos again. The Boss was still wreaking havoc in the back!

"Split into two groups!" Someone suggested.

"Yes!" Everyone nodded. Send a group to chase Happy's people, and leave half to continue killing the Boss. How great would that be?

The order was given, and half of the people in the Western Wilderness went to chase Happy Guild. The Happy Guild people were running again, but this time no one let them go. The major guilds' players desperately chased after them. Even if they couldn't kill them, they would at least drive them far away.

As a result, these guys weren't driven far away, but were driven together. The guild leaders also received this message at the same time: Lord Grim was telling everyone to gather.

"Not good! We're chasing in a chaotic manner like this, we'll definitely be scattered..." The guild leaders suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Don't rush to chase, pay attention to the formation, don't mess it up!" The guild leaders hurriedly reminded their team leaders.

Before any news came from that side, news came from the other side: "We can't hold on!"

"What can't you hold on to?" The guild leaders were confused.

"The Boss! The Boss can't hold on!"