Joshua directly announced Lord of Gray Mist's health on the official website for Rift Battlefield.
In less than seven days, Hatred, which had originally possessed tens of billions of health points, now had less than one-tenth remaining.
Through the combined efforts of tens of thousands of max-level adventurers, warriors from the Alliance and the Horde had driven Hatred into a desperate corner.
Lloydel was on the eighth floor, assisting a legion of four hundred people divided into ten dungeon-raiding teams.
The eighth floor was inside the tower, where the legion faced two humanoid statues ten times the height of a person.
Where the statues had been damaged, rolling flesh could be seen within them.
In short, they were monsters that looked perfectly normal on the outside but were rotten beyond repair within.
Lloydel realized that she had ultimately underestimated the power of these adventurers. She could sense that Hatred's strength had weakened to an extremely feeble state.
In just a few days, this corrupted Gray Mist Space would be completely purified.
As Lloydel pondered this, the two giant statues shattered into fragments, falling to the ground and turning to dust.
This Horde legion centered around the Iron Wine Cup Guild had claimed another victory... pushing their front line another step deeper into Gray Mist Space.
"Warriors, ahead lies the core area of this space. We will soon completely cleanse the filth here."
Lloydel spoke to the Horde warriors below in her capacity as a goddess, while also serving as their guide.
But the Horde players paid no attention to the emotional goddess. They had all gathered around three enormous treasure chests.
Because the number of monsters on the eighth floor had sharply decreased, Joshua had balanced the players' rewards by having every monster zone guard three guild chests and zone