Dracula

"Forget it. Although the players have escaped their hunger, the situation now..."

Once Famine passed,

war arrived.

"Want to go to Big Shot Li? I do too."

Even if it was a matter of King Loser, it was still difficult to accept the current state of affairs.

In Ironblood, the situation had descended into utter chaos.

The Royal City was undoubtedly trying to defend Ironblood's entire territory, hoping to drive out every invader.

But the problem was...

"Besides Solitary Star, who is still defending Ironblood's Royal City? Tongtian? Ax Mountain? Or Tai Ji and Sea Alliance?"

The first two main cities had undoubtedly betrayed them.

They had violated their ancestors' promises, betrayed their trust, and recognized a thief as their father.

"If we have to say, Sea Alliance seems to be maintaining a neutral stance."

That immensely wealthy main city was sitting back and watching, as were the players affiliated with Sea Alliance. They guarded their own little patch of land, seemingly having reached an agreement with the other kingdoms long ago.

"As for Tai Ji..."

That chaotic place was impossible to explain. In short, it acted like a grass bending with the wind.

The only ones still fighting for Ironblood were the Royal City and Solitary Star. Even now, despite the situation reaching this point, Solitary Star still faithfully carried out its duty.

And it was precisely because of this.

Ironblood had now completely lifted its restrictions, allowing players to call for and assemble teams on their own.

As long as they could fight for Ironblood, everything they obtained would even be recognized by Ironblood and belong to the players personally.

But even so,

the response remained bleak.

Leaning against the table, Hong Zhu wore an extremely complicated expression.

"Things have completely descended into chaos..."

Reapus, Dracula City.