No one expected that the forces split from the Shadow Guild would first attack not their forr colleagues, but other surrounding forces, as if they had agreed in advance.
"Damn bastards, why are these guys attacking us now? Has the internal issue of the Shadow Guild been handled?"
"President, they’re called the Night Guild now."
"Shut up! I know! The situation is very dangerous now. Can anyone think of a way to handle this?"
There was no choice; their situation was indeed very dangerous. No one expected that the Night Guild would attack them under such circumstances. As soon as they entered the Outer World, the space passage between worlds opened imdiately.
You have to know, this world completely belongs to them, the kind completely controlled by their guild.
This ans that people not belonging to their guild cannot enter the world once it’s controlled, unless permitted by their guild. Besides the natural opening when the two worlds are close to each other, there’s another way to open the passage. That is through internal collusion, connecting the world coordinates together from inside and outside.
So the situation now is that there are traitors within their guild, and these traitors aren’t weak.
If they were weak, they wouldn’t have the ability to open the coordinates. To open such coordinates, at least several tier-six warriors need to work together, relying on so Magic Array assistance.
Things developed too fast; no one expected these splitting mbers to still have the mood to attack them.
In fact, they didn’t know that the situation was the sa elsewhere; quite a few powers were attacked by the Shadow Guild on this day. Of course, the Shadow Guild wasn’t the sa whole anymore but split into different guilds.
Even so, each branch has tier-eight warriors, sotis more than one. The previous battles showed them, the Shadow Guild mbers all cultivated, their power usage far surpassing theirs.
The president looked around, feeling that everyone seed like a traitor.
"President, find a way to hold them back! Their forces are too strong. If this goes on, we might lose control of our world."
"What are you afraid of? Isn’t the president here? As many co, as many die!"
A brute shouted loudly. Their president was the only tier-eight in the guild, but he was only at mid-tier, whereas the opponent was much stronger.
Although the Night Guild split off, it was strong after splitting. This side had two tier-eight warriors, one reaching late-tier. How could they deal with that?
If not for discovering his world had been sealed off, unable to retreat, he would’ve surrendered.
But they knew, the Shadow Guild wouldn’t accept high-level warriors’ surrender. Any warrior above tier-seven were all killed without rcy, leaving them with no retreat.
"Damn it, how could this happen?" The president was angry in his heart but didn’t express it.
Everyone around looked as if they knew nothing, surely thinking of surrendering when the ti cos. As long as they hadn’t reached tier-seven, there was a chance to surrender.
"Don’t think about joining the other side. Don’t you all know? Even if you join, there’s basically no good position reserved for you. Do you want to remain stagnant and not improve?"
Still, no one spoke. This ti, the president beca angry. "Take care of this, we absolutely cannot tolerate anyone harboring other ambitions internally." The president turned away.
The other tier-seven warriors with no retreat imdiately released their energy, suppressing the others.
"What are you doing? If you do this, you will..."
These people didn’t care what they said, directly forced everyone to sign a contract. As they said, either all die cleanly, or sign the contract and act according to it.
Ultimately, everyone signed the contract helplessly, and once signed, the subsequent battle must be fought with full effort.
Because they no longer had the chance to surrender. If surrendered, they would automatically lose their adventurer status, becoming ordinary people. For them, they’d rather die than beco ordinary people.
If dead, they were still adventurers, still had opportunities to aim for that legendary tier; but becoming ordinary was worse, so they’d rather fight hard.
Du You didn’t know what they were doing, even if he did, he wouldn’t care.
Because his powerful army had entered this world. As before, the highly skilled and well-coordinated army moved, making it impossible for them to resist.
The whole world’s forces retreated step by step; cities were toppled one by one, eventually heading toward the central city.
But before the army arrived, those masters had already appeared in the place.
"Everyone, isn’t it too much to attack us now? Are you trying to make enemies of the surrounding forces? This isn’t good for you."
"No need for your concern. We must expand to handle other branches. By swallowing your guild, our strength will grow; that’s our purpose."
Du You’s doppelganger spoke nonsense with a straight face. Even if swallowed, without more masters, what they increase is rely the guild’s essence and future; how does it help current affairs?
But neither cared to argue. "Quickly fight! Once done with this guy, onto the next one."
Indeed, at another place, everyone was ready to open the space passage; can’t waste ti.
Under the unbelievable gaze of this unlucky guy, two tier-eight warriors stronger than him attacked simultaneously. Helplessly, the president scrambled to defend but couldn’t hold on for long.
After firing a few standard skill moves, he was overwheld by the assaults from two enemies.
When the president died and the upper class of tier-seven was almost annihilated, the remaining people lost their will to fight. Though the controlled people couldn’t surrender, they had no thought of resistance.
Du You’s doppelganger didn’t care, as long as they didn’t surrender, they would be finished off. This ti, the guild’s upper class was almost wiped out here, but it stirred no emotions from anyone.
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