Clearing the Battlefield

With the war over and the Frost Giant Tribe destroyed, the army of the Embers of the Burned Kingdom quickly cleared the devastated battlefield, looting the spoils of war and transporting the Frost Giant slaves back to North Wind Fortress.

Meanwhile, the players were looting corpses with impunity on the Gunsmoke- filled battlefield, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

"What a treasure! The Frost Giant's eyeball is mine!"

"Could this finger be used to create Giant Elixir?"

"What a huge Bone Club! How much soup can you make from it?"

"Do you think the giant's might be some kind of powerful tonic? We should cut off a couple to take back. Hehe, maybe we can use them in future updates. Damn, they're so heavy! Come help me carry them, my strength isn't high enough to lift them."

"You're disgusting! Get away from me with that thing of yours!"

"No way! Don't you know what you're missing? There will be tons of weirdos when the server opens, this thing will sell like hotcakes. Even if it's just an exhibit, it'll be great!"

The players, like a flock of vultures, swept through the ravaged battlefield indiscriminately, even terrifying the Ogre who had a habit of eating their own kind.

The Ogre known as "Da Tou" stared at the group of ravenous players and sneered.

"Hmph, what a bunch of Barbarian."

"When the Ogre of our civilization eat the elders in their families, they make sure to clean up these things thoroughly; they don't even pick and choose."

Da Tou casually tore off a piece of flesh from the Frost Giant's arm, looked around, and only after making sure no one was paying attention to him did he feel relieved enough to stuff the piece of flesh into his mouth and chew it with satisfaction.

"Da Tou, you've eaten humanoid creatures again!"

A familiar voice rang in Da Tou's ear.

He was so frightened that he dropped the meat in his mouth to the ground, and looked around tremblingly, but he couldn't find Lang Pu's tall figure.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, a magic field shaped like a wooden stick appeared above his head.

Ouch!

"The boss is really getting more and more baffling to me."

Da Tou, in a terrible pain, threw away the piece of meat he had just picked up and rubbed the bulge on his head in grievance.

In the tent in the center of the position, Lang Pu felt the spell being triggered and a gleeful smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Hmph, this is what happens to those who don't listen to discipline."

This is Lang Pu's self-created second-circle spell, "Lang Pu's Ogre Discipline Technique." Upon recognizing that his Ogre subordinates have violated the established rules, it will alert Lang Pu and automatically create a magical wooden stick to knock the reckless Ogre unconscious.

Lang Pu was very pleased with this, and he firmly believed that he would eventually cultivate the Ogre into an intelligent and civilized race. At that time, the Ogre would become the symbol of wisdom and power on this continent, and become the most perfect race second only to the Red Dragon.

Ouch!

Da Tou's wailing sounded again.

Lang Pu's face darkened, and his arm trembled slightly.

"Oh! Why are you here again!"

The familiar voice rang out once again.

A thick gloom had settled over Lang Pu's face; his ugly face was so black it looked like it could drip water.

The Ogre Mage grabbed a club from the ground, veins bulging on his arm, and charged menacingly out of the tent.

"Da Tou! Do you want to die?!"

Steamed Bun and Singo landed on the ground and, leading the Wyvern, scavenged for spoils. They also collected some Frost Giant eyeballs and fingers as materials, but they had no interest in the enormous, crude, and simple weapons and armor.

Steamed Bun complained, "I feel like we haven't even put up a fight yet, and all these Frost Giant have already fallen. We've just been watching the faction leader's battle CG."

Singo asked, "So how many Frost Giant did you kill?"

Steamed Bun awkwardly touched its nose. "Didn't I successfully hold back a Frost Giant?"

"Vegetable."

After giving his evaluation with a blank expression, Singo continued, "The developers really didn't balance things well this time. The main storyline's challenge difficulty was set too high, making it difficult for players to participate. Only a high-level professional player like me can kill one or two Frost Giant and get some insignificant results."

Steamed Bun was already used to this person's blatant showing off, so he simply ignored the topic and turned to ask, "What should I do next? There are only ten days left in the retirement period. My experience points are already far beyond what I need. I'm just waiting for the level cap to be lifted after the server opens so I can level up like crazy."

Just as Singo was about to answer, someone patted him on the shoulder from behind.

"Singo!"

He turned his head and saw a shiny bald head—it was the Born Battle Maniac.

This veteran Barbarian player was covered in Frost Giant blood, with a string of Frost Giant fingers hanging around his neck, and he was laughing heartily.

"Let me tell you, I had so much fun fighting just now. I activated Enlarge Person and Haste Spell and charged in, jumped up from behind, wrapped my arms around that Frost Giant, and started a rear-naked choke—"

Just as they were getting into the conversation, the Born Battle Maniac even struck a pose with great enthusiasm.

"With a snap, I strangled that Frost Giant to death. What a satisfying battle!"

"And another thing, a Frost Giant tried to ambush me from behind, I just spun around and chopped him down!"

Steamed Bun listened to Tian Sheng's excited account of the battle, he couldn't help but feel ashamed when he thought about his own experience of being pelted with stones and chased all over the place by the Frost Giant.

Indeed, people's joys and sorrows are not shared.

"You're all here!"

Then another clear female voice came from Xia Ye Qiuyu.

However, she didn't pick up any strange or unusual items like Frost Giant eyeballs or Frost Giant fingers; she simply noted down a few Everfrost Rune to see if they could be triggered later.

"I had a pretty good haul this time; fire is very effective against Frost Giant."

Xia Ye Qiuyu was surrounded by the smell of Gunsmoke, and the red scales on her face were faintly visible. She had just cast a spell using her Dragon Bloodline. It was said that she had joined a group of fire spellcasters called "Five Fireball Divine Sect". The members of the cult were all fanatical Fireball enthusiasts and were just waiting to bombard the server with fireballs after it opened.

The Born Battle Maniac rubbed his bald head sullenly. "Qiu Yu's playstyle has become increasingly violent lately. I was fighting Frost Giant over there when she unleashed a fire spell that almost burned me to a crisp."

Xia Ye Qiuyu, her face flushed, argued, "Well, she didn't burn to death, did she?"

The professional squad, once jokingly referred to as the "Black Slave Four-Person Group," has reunited.

Steamed Bun was the first to speak up, suggesting, "Everyone, since the Internal Beta is almost over and the server will shut down in a few days, and we're all here anyway, why don't we team up and explore the Karkha Mountains and see if we can get lucky and find some amazing artifacts or something?"

Singo stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Okay."

The Born Battle Maniac rubbed his bald head, which was covered in grime, and chuckled, "I'm fine too."