The probability of players dropping items upon death isn't explicitly stated, but it's generally not considered high in the normal servers. However, one thing's for sure: unlike bosses, player death drops don't have different probabilities based on item quality. Every item a player carries has an equal chance of dropping.

Even so, for Huang Shaotian to aim for a weapon and actually get one is incredibly rare luck, probably not much easier than a boss dropping an orange weapon.

The swordsman did see the text bubble Huang Shaotian typed at the end, but he wouldn't believe it. He still thought it was mockery. While spitting blood and reviving, he notified the guild's other members of the bad news. As for getting the sword back? The drop rate in the normal servers wasn't something anyone dared to hope for. This was part of the reason for the swordsman's frustration. How unlucky did he have to be to drop the level 25 orange weapon, Assault Sword, right away?

The group of players chasing after Lord Grim originally didn't want to bother with Huang Shaotian's Flowing Tree. But this guy was too arrogant, provoking people even when they weren't bothering him, killing two and causing one of them to drop an orange weapon. It was undeniable that many secretly rejoiced at this news, but they couldn't continue to ignore this guy. They finally reached a consensus.

"I dropped it, I dropped it, I dropped it!" Huang Shaotian was yelling at Ye Xiu.

"Dropped what?" Ye Xiu asked.

"Level 25 orange weapon, Assault Sword! Look at my luck!" Huang Shaotian was quite cheerful.

"Not bad, keep up the good work," Ye Xiu said.

"Your location," Huang Shaotian asked for the coordinates. Coordinates in Glory are regional, with each value covering several character positions.

"1645, 1866," Ye Xiu reported the coordinates.

"How many did you take down?" Huang Shaotian asked.

"Two."

"Same here, let's decide the winner!" Huang Shaotian messaged.

"You lost," Ye Xiu said.

"Why!" Huang Shaotian immediately protested.

"You don't have enough potions," Ye Xiu calmly replied.

Huang Shaotian was speechless. It wasn't easy to leave him speechless. Only such a decisive fact could conquer him... Indeed, in the current situation, his Flowing Tree only had some food and potions that Ye Xiu had given him. It was clear that he didn't have enough supplies to sustain a long-term killing game.

"I'll kill until I run out of potions," Huang Shaotian still had an idea. He replied to the message while rushing towards the coordinates Ye Xiu had given.

Two top-tier Gods in the pro scene.

Two men standing at the peak of Glory.

Now, they were hunting a group of ordinary players.

Bullying the weak? Taking advantage of their strength?

These words weren't enough to describe the current tragedy. The difference between professional-level players and ordinary players was huge, especially in PK, where their abilities differed even more than in dungeon-running.

From operational technique to combat experience, to mental fortitude, to the use of terrain...

Hollow Forest.

Ye Xiu had chosen this as the meeting place and brought his pursuers here for a reason. Huang Shaotian was just an accident; Ye Xiu couldn't have predicted that he would suddenly appear at this time. Ye Xiu was confident that he could use the terrain of Hollow Forest to defeat these team players one by one. Huang Shaotian's appearance just saved him some time.

One, two, three...

Players fell one after another. At first, everyone thought it was carelessness, and the most prevalent emotion in the team was schadenfreude. Everyone thought the dead must have been too careless, and that such a thing would never happen to them.

But when a total of ten players had fallen, the mood finally changed completely.

Too many instances of carelessness.

They had been circling around Hollow Forest for over ten minutes. Lord Grim's whereabouts were sometimes visible, sometimes hidden, keeping them constantly on the move. Besides that, there was also that level 27 swordsman, Flowing Tree, who was always poking his head out. With such a guy nearby, Hollow Forest became extremely noisy, his incessant chatter seeming to never stop.

Ten people had already been killed. The players finally realized something was wrong.

Guild Leader Lonely Drink decisively retracted his previous instruction to "search everywhere and report any situations." Under that instruction, two of their Samsara Guild members had already heroically sacrificed themselves.

The other guild players had obviously made the same decision. At this point, everyone gathered together, temporarily halting their pursuit.

"I think... they don't seem to be trying to shake us off. It seems like they want to kill us all..." In the somber atmosphere, someone finally spoke, breaking the silence.

No one responded. Everyone felt a sense of fear.

Ten people had been killed, and it wasn't like they were completely unaware. Every time someone was attacked, they would try to rescue them. But it was useless. The opponents seemed to know their positions better than they did. Every time they rushed over, all that was left in the coordinates were corpses. The opponents did leave traces of their movements, but looking back now, it seemed like these actions were intentional.

Whether it was Lord Grim or Flowing Tree, running around wasn't aimed at escaping, but at disrupting their formation and targeting isolated players.

Formation? Was there even such a thing? These people didn't even know it themselves. They just chased after the opponents' movements according to their own inclinations. How could the opponents grasp their rules under such arbitrary circumstances? This made everyone feel very incredulous.

"Everyone..." As the guild leader, Lonely Drink spoke like a leader at this time, "The current situation is somewhat dangerous. I don't think anyone believes the ten brothers who died lost due to skill, right?"

Everyone was silent.

"We originally had 32 people, but now there are only 22! If the opponents could do it when there were more of us, it will be even easier now. We can't continue like this. We need to change our approach. Our disorganization has given the opponents an opportunity. I think the most urgent thing is to act like a true whole." Lonely Drink, who had been enraged by Lord Grim, didn't lose his composure at this time. He calmly analyzed the situation and assessed the opponents' strength. He spoke humbly and appropriately, without any airs of a guild leader. He was clearly aware that, for the vast majority of people here, he was nothing.

"That's right..." Someone stepped forward to support him.

"How about we form small teams based on each guild and operate in small teams? I suggest that each team have no fewer than 4 people," Lonely Drink said.

Lonely Drink's idea was obviously based on practical considerations. They currently had five guilds mixed together. Most of them had 4 or 5 people left, so there was no need to worry about grouping.

"How about each team maintain full contact and constantly report their location in the team chat?" Lonely Drink said.

How scattered was their pursuit? Their original 32 people hadn't even formed a group. Each guild formed its own group, and it was even possible for friendly fire to occur in a chaotic battle.

At this moment, under pressure, all the guilds finally put aside their pride and adopted a proper cooperative attitude. After Lonely Drink's suggestion, they formed a group. Each team joined the group, allowing them to share information in the team channel. Lonely Drink's cleverness lay in not trying to be a leading commander. He was just speaking as a suggestion-giver, which made it much easier for everyone to accept.

After forming the group, Lonely Drink continued his suggestion: "Let's encircle them in a unified direction! If we can force them out of this forest, it would be much more advantageous for us. The limited visibility in the forest is the main reason why they can appear and disappear unpredictably."

Accepting the suggestion, the players divided into five teams, forming a fan shape, ensuring observation and control of the area as they encircled them. The direction they were charging was naturally the one where Lord Grim and Flowing Tree had appeared before. No matter how skilled they were, movement speed was still a statistic. There was no reason for them to teleport instantly to another location.

"They've changed their tactics," Huang Shaotian's Flowing Tree was lurking nearby and immediately saw the change the players had made.

"It's not that they've changed their tactics. It's that they have tactics now," Ye Xiu corrected Huang Shaotian. His Lord Grim was also nearby.

"The smallest teams have four people, and the teams aren't too far apart. They're controlling a large area... If we continue to avoid them, we'll be forced out of the forest. But with four people... it seems we need to join forces and attack," Huang Shaotian said.

"Even if we join forces, we might not succeed before their reinforcements arrive," Ye Xiu said.

"Or you should come and take a look at this team," Huang Shaotian said.

"What is it?" Ye Xiu asked.

"Three cloth armor and one leather armor, positioned on the flank. The only team that can support them the fastest is one team," Huang Shaotian said.

Cloth armor meant the lowest defense. Leather armor classes were only slightly stronger than cloth armor. These classes would clearly lose their health faster against physical attacks. The opponents were divided into five teams, and the three teams in the middle could receive support from both teams on the left and right. But the two teams on the flanks could only receive support from one team each.

"Wiping them out completely might be impossible, but I think killing two or three people is no problem," Huang Shaotian said.

"Then what are you waiting for, location!"

Huang Shaotian sent the coordinates. Ye Xiu's Lord Grim immediately headed towards the area he had observed. The two characters had been acting independently, and this was a rare moment when they met.

"My head is a little dizzy," Huang Shaotian said after they met.

"Talking so much that you've deprived your brain of oxygen, you're a true talent," Ye Xiu said.

"It's a good thing that voice chat isn't allowed in Alliance matches... If you kept shouting like this throughout a match, it would be bad for your health!" Huang Shaotian said with emotion.

"Don't worry, no one talks as much as you," Ye Xiu said.

"I've decided to spam text bubbles later," Huang Shaotian said.

"Don't block my view," Ye Xiu said.

"They're coming!"

"Let's go from the right!"

"Let's go..."

The two characters charged forward.