Lu Yang said, "Let's go. We're heading to the next map."
Chen Qiang and the others nodded, put away Galadmon, and followed Lu Yang into the distance.
Heading back from the eastern part of the Netherworld, Lu Yang relied on Ghost to kill monsters along the way. Whenever a monster died, if it was a creature of flesh and blood, Chen Qiang would take out the Celestial Spirit Carriage and store its corpse inside.
Not just any corpse could be used to summon a Gold Demon. It had to be a high-level corpse.
"Beep beep beep."
Lu Yang's communicator rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Yun Yu calling. Smiling, he accepted the call and asked, "What is it?"
Yun Yu said proudly, "Reporting, Boss, we exceeded the mission requirements. We wiped out all of Sanyou Weimen's farming zones, and we took out one-third of Roland's as well. We're heading back now."
Lu Yang nodded in satisfaction. "Well done."
Sanyou Weimen had lost his farming zones again. That meant his farming zones had been wiped out for four consecutive weeks. For an entire month, he had no way to pay his subordinates.
Not long after Lu Yang hung up and continued grinding monsters, Tu Feng called and said, "According to reliable intelligence, Sanyou Weimen has decided to cut his professional players from six million to one million."
Lu Yang clenched his fist. "Beautifully done. Our chances of winning the Christmas war just went up again."
Tu Feng asked, "Should we keep bombing Sanyou Weimen next?"
Lu Yang said, "After losing five million players, Sanyou Weimen probably won't depend on farming zones as much anymore. He'll still fool ordinary players into fighting for him, but their combat power speaks for itself. Bomb Roland first, but don't pass up