Before long, several Rank 7 Rogue Players joined forces to attack a large town, abducting a large number of low-level Elves while killing a Pseudo Rank 7.
They took the Pseudo Rank 7 Elf's severed head and headed beyond the world.
Since the Elf race was so weak and wary of the Game World,
they were Fire Madman's reinforcements.
Killing was not the goal, but proof.
The High-level Elves stationed at the barrier looked at the still-bleeding head and its familiar face. Their fury turned into laughter. "How dare you!!!"
Something was wrong!
The Rank 7 Rogue Players exchanged glances.
Sure enough, it was a trap.
This was not happening in just one place. Each occurrence was like pouring oil onto a fire.
This had gone beyond merely provoking the Elf race. It was like grinding their honor beneath one's feet, then asking them how that felt.
"Hehehehe..."
"I'll find every last one of them, then crush their bones inch by inch with my own hands!"
"You're truly merciful. I think we should let someone who follows the Pain Source deal with them."
The Rank 7 Rogue Players Chen Yi had sold out were constantly fleeing under the Elves' pursuit.
But the longer they fled, the more wrong it felt.
Previously, the Elves chasing them had merely acted like rabid dogs, biting down hard on their trail.
But as the pursuit continued, those "rabid dogs" became real rabid dogs.
Their uncontrollable killing intent had even turned their eyes crimson.
"I hate Fire Madman as much as you do! Let me go! I'll help you deal with him!"
"Don't you understand yet?! We've been set up! We're not your enemies!"
But no Elf listened to their explanations.
These people had to die!
If they did not die, the Elf race's weakness