Land of Blessing.
In the official lore, this place was an Exile Land—a gigantic prison built specifically to imprison demonic creatures.
It was called the Land of Blessing in the hope that this prison would gradually change the way these demonic creatures thought.
As Lu Yang led Han Yu and Shen Yiyi running all the way here, they did not encounter even a single minor monster. Instead, scattered potions lay on the ground.
"It looks like they really started fighting. Let's pick up the pace," Lu Yang said.
Han Yu and Shen Yiyi nodded.
The three continued onward and arrived at a barren stretch of red earth. Directly ahead, two groups of players faced each other in a tense standoff.
One side had roughly several thousand players, while the other had only a few hundred. In terms of equipment, the side with several thousand people was better equipped, while the smaller side was worse off.
Yet, those few hundred moved in remarkable unison and coordination. Led by the commander in the center, they charged left and right, making it impossible for the thousands of players to eliminate them quickly. Even when someone died, they immediately used skills to revive them.
"It looks like the smaller side is Malosa's group. That Demon-Faced General at the front should be Malosa, right?" Shen Yiyi asked.
Among the smaller group stood a player over two meters tall. His face resembled a vicious ghost from hell, and his brown hair was more than a meter and a half long. His body was slender yet filled with explosive power, and he wielded a serrated scimitar that looked exceptionally formidable.
"That person is Malosa," Lu Yang said.
"What class is he? Why does he look like that?" Han Yu asked.
"Yaksha," Lu Yang said.
Yaksha was an