Lu Yang hung up and called Li Wenxing. "How are things in Korea?"
Li Wenxing said solemnly, "Twelve small guilds rebelled. I'm leading people to break them one by one. We should have them all wiped out within another hour."
A small guild only had a few hundred members, perhaps over a thousand at most. Before the several million players on Lu Yang's side who were ready to suppress the rebellion at any time, they were nothing more than tiny shrimp before sharks—swallowed in one bite, not even enough to fill the gaps between their teeth.
Lu Yang hung up and called Liang Yun. "How's it going?"
Liang Yun said, "Eight medium-sized guilds have rebelled internally. Give me another two hours, and I guarantee they'll all be wiped out."
Lu Yang said, "One hour. Give it everything you have and take them out. Don't be afraid of wasting scrolls, and don't worry about wasting money. Hit them with everything you've got. Don't just defeat them—destroy their guilds. Beat them until they quit the game and never dare log in again."
Liang Yun's heart jolted. Only then did he realize how furious Lu Yang was. He hurriedly said, "Half an hour. I'll finish them within half an hour, or I'll quit the guild."
After saying that, Liang Yun hung up and roared, "Everyone, switch to scrolls! Kill these bastards! The boss said to drive back their attack, destroy their guilds, and beat them until they never dare enter this game again! Iron Blood Brotherhood, kill!"
The crazed Liang Yun entered berserk mode, and the players under him went mad as well. Among the 500,000 players, everyone held Magic Scrolls, while squad leaders even had special skill scrolls. Once they attacked at full force, even enemies of the same level could not