Dragon Soaring World's remark about "eating at the kids' table" instantly set the entire Team Channel ablaze.
The panic and despair brought on by the Abyss Army's arrival a moment earlier had vanished before the Main God's irresistible bounty.
Now their guild leader's words had set their pride and greed on fire!
"Kids' table? Fuck, guild leader, who are you looking down on?"
"Come on, brothers! We can't let the guild leader treat us like scrubs! I'm eating at the grown-ups' table today!"
"Get the fuck out of the way! Mages up front, move! The Berserker Corps is charging in first to go on a rampage!"
Blood War Eight Wastelands flushed with excitement. He raised his newly recovered Breaking Army Battle Axe high and roared with all his strength:
"Brothers! The Main God handed us this windfall, and our guild leader is taking us to get rich! If any of you chicken out, forget the kids' table. Don't bother coming to guild events anymore. Go home and nurse your babies!"
"Charge! For the Divine Artifact!"
"For the Merit Points!"
"Awoooo!!"
The blood of thousands of players ran hot. Their combined battle fervor even seemed to thin the dense Abyssal Aura in the sky.
"Light Snow." Dragon Soaring World remained unmoved by the atmosphere. His voice was steady.
"Here. I've planned three routes of advance. The red route will meet the strongest resistance, but it has the highest estimated Elite Demon spawn rate, with a Merit Points return ratio of 1.7. The blue route—"
"Take the red one."
Dragon Soaring World cut her off. Then he became a streak of black-and-red light and charged out first.
His target was Golden City, now completely overrun by Demons and strewn with ruins!
"Follow the guild leader!"
With a roar, Blood War Eight Wastelands