Kevin's words hit Scott and the other core members like a sledgehammer.
The shock of the news rivaled the founding of Faith Lighthouse.
"A dungeon?!" Scott forced out the word, unable to believe it.
They were fighting a bloody battle for survival here. To those Yan Country players, it was just a "dungeon"?
"Dungeon isn't quite the right word," Kevin added gravely. "It's more like a resource. A way for them to gain power. See Dragon Soaring World, the one who ignited his Divine Fire? He transformed in the middle of battle. This is a ladder to advancement."
Silence spread across the city wall.
Roderick said nothing.
He watched that figure slaughtering monsters in the distance and felt the will for war erupting from him. An unreadable emotion flickered in Roderick's eyes.
He knew Kevin was telling the truth.
That Main God from Yan Country had extraordinary means.
He could not only protect his people but also temper them into the sharpest blades.
Roderick knew well that, in this new age of gods, resources and power had to be fought for.
These Yan Country players had come to North America to "plunder."
But they were doing it in the most direct, brutal way possible, carving out a path with blood and fire.
"Boss, what do we do?" Scott asked.
Roderick raised a hand and pointed toward the figure whose Divine Fire burned at the heart of the chaos. His voice was steady. "Watch. See how they act. See how far they can go."
At that moment, in the center of the battlefield.
Dragon Soaring World felt wild power coursing through him, filling him with a satisfaction unlike anything he had ever known.
Every breath, every heartbeat seemed to resonate with this chaotic land.
His target was the aura of Envy