Another flash of light appeared, and the presidents of the major guilds fighting at Demon Bull Village had all arrived: Meteor, president of Chongtian Palace; Blood Demon, president of Stormwind Guild; Dragon King of the East Sea, president of Dragon Mark Guild; and Yaran of Qingxin Residence.
"You're all here!" Blood Demon muttered before cursing, "Xiangshou Xiangxi and those useless idiots—800,000 people couldn't beat Lu Yang's 20,000. Useless, utterly stupid trash."
Xiangshou Xiangxi and the other three were among the crowd as well, and they immediately walked over.
"Who are you calling trash?" Third Prince pointed at Blood Demon and cursed. "Try fighting Lu Yang yourself. Those 20,000-plus people fight like they've been pumped full of adrenaline."
Xiangshou Xiangxi said, "Easy for you to say. We're trash, but so are you. You had more people than them—did you win?"
"At least I didn't lose!" Blood Demon snapped.
The two sides immediately began arguing. Fortunately, someone sensible was present. Yaran frowned and said, "Stop arguing. Where's Alice? Why hasn't that woman come? She gathered us together. Now that there's a problem, why isn't she thinking of a solution?"
Everyone looked around, and sure enough, Alice was nowhere to be seen.
Tian Shang said, "Wait a moment. She's in the special space opened by the seven major guilds."
Inside the special space created by the seven major guilds, Alice was discussing matters with Olma, Sanyou Weimen, Steiger, and the others.
"Damn it, Lu Yang's people are like lunatics. I've been attacking Sky Sword Stronghold for so long, but I still can't break through their defenses," Steiger cursed in frustration.
Olma gave Steiger a mocking glance and said, "Looks like German players aren't all that impressive either."
Steiger abruptly glared at Olma. "Say that again if you've got the guts."
Olma defiantly met