The mission ended, and Xiao Ran, along with all the participants in that world, left and returned to Prometheus.
This mission had been ridiculously boring, yet in the eyes of many participants in the same mission, it carried a different meaning. The Burning Legion seemed ready to lift its mysterious veil and officially make its appearance in the Real Zone. This was, in the truest sense, a mission in which the Burning Legion began making contact with other legions and participants.
Even so, the Burning Legion had revealed very little during this mission, without exposing even the slightest hint of its foundations. Yet the fact that it had casually forced another team to withdraw from the mission still deeply shocked many people, even if they had no idea what had actually happened.
But after this mission, the Burning Legion truly possessed the qualifications and force to stand before all legions. Without relying on its Faction Territory, merely the strength of its participants alone was enough to make every legion wary, vigilant, and even fearful.
Returning to Prometheus, Xiao Ran slowly turned around as soon as he opened his eyes and looked at everyone in his team, especially the four among them: Cruze, Luo, Basak, and Graham. Not one of them was missing; they had all returned to Prometheus.
Cruze wore his mask, Luo was dressed in casual clothes, Basak was rolling his shoulders, and Graham's blond hair now bore a streak of white at the front. The four of them also looked up at the same time, nodded, and smiled at Xiao Ran.
The others in the team spread out slightly, surrounding the four of them. Naluo directly grabbed Graham's hand and stared blankly at the patch of white hair on his head.
Xiao Ran smiled calmly. "Mission complete?"
Cruze