Woodley roared in fury, "Find them! Find even the slightest trace of them!"
Jibril hurriedly issued the order, and a thousand men spread out to search the area. But less than two minutes later, news arrived from Black Sand Stronghold: more than ten thousand of Claudio's men had appeared in the Black Sand Hills, half an hour outside the city.
"So it really was that bastard Claudio." Woodley gritted his teeth upon receiving the news and roared, "All troops, assemble! Head to the Black Sand Hills! We've found the bastards who stole our equipment!"
More than a thousand Sand Lizard players quickly gathered and rushed toward the Black Sand Hills. Meanwhile, in the Black Sand Hills, Boboli, the vanguard commander under Claudio, was going mad with frustration.
"Have these bastards lost their minds? How can they say we stole their equipment? We didn't steal anything!" Boboli cursed.
The deputy commander shouted, "Boss, give the order to retreat! Otherwise, all our brothers will be wiped out!"
More and more players poured out from Black Sand Stronghold, while more and more of Olma's men gathered from the surrounding area. Boboli had originally intended to pull off a robbery, but not only had he failed to take anything, his own things had been stolen. Worse still, they had been falsely accused and had no way to defend themselves.
"Retreat southwest!" Boboli shouted.
They retreated at top speed, but how could Olma let them go? He was practically ready to lead the pursuit personally. Those supplies were worth 300,000 gold coins—more than ten million Credit Points.
While they fought fiercely over there, Lu Yang brought Kostner, Mike, and the others to Blood Monument Stronghold at three in the morning.
Blood Monument Stronghold was also within Olma's territory. Two hours to the south lay Ruins