Inner City

The Golden Armor Warriors marched steadily toward the gate. Every player in their path was cut down without a chance to fight back.

Even players who activated skills to withstand the melee attacks were met by waves of arrows from behind the gate. Elemental spells flew out now and then, and some guards even hurled poisonous insects. The players suffered badly, dropping their equipment as they were sent to the Respawn Point.

Qin Chuan looked at the Crocodile Spirit. "These are the guards you said had probably fallen apart after years without maintenance?"

Sweat beaded on the Crocodile Spirit's forehead. He hurriedly explained that he had been driven out of Ascending Dragon Imperial City many years ago and truly wasn't sure what things were like inside now.

Besides, Puppet Guards generally did need maintenance. Without it, they would inevitably age and break down.

Seeing that Qin Chuan still didn't believe him, the Crocodile Spirit's eyes darted around. He quickly barked twice.

Water God felt a little embarrassed.

The guild leader is way too intimidating. He's got the Crocodile Spirit so worked up that he's barking like a dog.

But the Crocodile Spirit's message came through, and Water God explained, "Guild leader, the Crocodile Spirit says the Redscale Crocodile God's appearance may have triggered a special arrangement in Ascending Dragon Imperial City. It drew on stored energy to maintain and repair the Puppet Guards. By his calculation, that energy would have been almost completely exhausted in a few more years. We just happened to arrive early."

Qin Chuan nodded but said nothing.

The Crocodile Spirit grew uneasy, unsure whether his answer had satisfied Qin Chuan.

Truth hasn't dealt with me yet, so I guess I passed?

Qin Chuan looked down at the scene below and said slowly, "Let's go down. Those