Before Xu Huo had finished posting his log, a faint light suddenly flickered in the grass waterfall beneath Fairy Stone. Several players, some near and some far, immediately used their own methods to fight over the glowing object. One player who was nearby took advantage of his position to fend off the others' items and seize it. But as soon as he climbed up from below the cliff, a force caught his foot, and he pitched uncontrollably toward the ground. Before he could steady himself, the object in his hand vanished into thin air, only to appear moments later in the hands of a player several hundred meters away.
That player put the object away and tried to leave, but his teleportation item failed. He hadn't even gotten moving when, the next second, he fell stiffly to the ground. The stolen item naturally became someone else's.
But the player who had killed him didn't get away either. By the time he made his move, several people had already surrounded him.
The player was under attack, but he did his best not to involve the local players nearby. After several failed attempts to escape, he was forced to throw the object out.
Even from a distance, they could see that it was a glowing piece of ore. Two more groups of players rushed toward it in quick succession, and under the influence of their items, the ore veered toward one side.
"Haha! It's mine!" The player in the lead laughed. Just as he reached for the ore, a hand suddenly shot out beside him. A black Glove flashed before his eyes and easily snatched the ore. Following the arm upward, he saw the person who had taken the object—and still wasn't planning to leave.
At such close range, no one could