As the Platinum Dragon King—Chando Lox Baixion—left the Council Nation and triggered a سلسلة of chain reactions, the Hunter Association finally finished its sweep of the Great Wasteland.
More than four thousand Human Race powerhouses tempered through fierce battle gathered in the Teleportation Room on the second floor of the Hunter Association headquarters in Yar'kilantir, loudly recruiting teammates as they prepared to challenge the newly opened team Dungeons offered as rewards.
"Karazhan needs healers! Priests, Paladins, Druids—it doesn't matter! We're leaving once we get two more!"
"Gruul's Lair needs one more powerful warrior!"
"Serpent Temple and The Tempest Keep forming groups! Anyone signing up, bring your own food and potions!"
"Black Temple progression run needs ranged damage dealers! Original Black Sword Team lineup! We won't disappoint anyone!"
"Zul'Aman needs a mage proficient in using life energy! Nine out of ten, you're the only one missing!"
Within this not particularly large space, shouts and clamor rang out without end, even more frantic than a rapidly scrolling in-game chat window.
If the room had not been enhanced with soundproofing magic so that no matter how loud it got inside, the noise would not carry outside, the entire street would probably have exploded on the spot.
Every few seconds, teams could be seen passing through the portals into Dungeons, while other teams emerged from them. People came and went in a lively stream.
Naturally, those who had defeated the final BOSS and obtained weapons and equipment were beaming with delight, but there were also failed challengers dragging their companions' corpses out of the portals in panic.
Fortunately, there were enough people outside that even if someone died, they could find someone to resurrect them.
Some teams that had failed several consecutive attempts at high-level team Dungeons even gathered together to exchange intelligence