Twenty minutes remained before the appointed time.
Feng Chen had already arrived at the Labyrinth Area alone and had issued instructions in advance to the players participating in this operation.
"Master, please be careful."
Bella did not need to remind him. Feng Chen could already sense that someone seemed to be nearby. Whether the other party was friend or foe could be inferred from how long they had remained hidden.
"President Zahard, I am currently on the first floor of the Labyrinth Area on Floor 52. In my capacity as the president of St. Freya, I am extending one final invitation to you. I hope you can respond before the time is up."
This was the final email Feng Chen had sent.
(Now all I have to do is wait for the big fish to take the bait.)
Cast a long line to catch a big fish? Feng Chen did not think so. POH was also a shrewd man; otherwise, Smiling Coffin could never have remained active until now.
So he would do the opposite: cast a long line to catch small fish, and a short line to catch the big one!
The long line was formed by the players of the Strategy Group, while Feng Chen and Bella were the short line.
Only when there were fewer targets would the other side reveal themselves and do everything they could to eliminate Feng Chen, the obstacle.
"Bella, prepare for battle."
The Black Xuanyuan Sword on his back was already humming. During one of Feng Chen's experiments, the Black Xuanyuan Sword had merged with the Black Xuanyuan Stigmata, giving it a trace of combat awareness that could distinguish friend from foe.
The sword's ringing at this intensity was unprecedented.
(Looks like there are more of them than I expected.)
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