"It's over!"
Seeing Di Nian Bully hovering right in front of him, the God King was utterly stunned.
He couldn't understand how Di Nian Bully had picked him out of more than a hundred thousand players.
He'd worried about this possibility before.
It had already been proven that Di Nian Bully possessed an enormous range of perception, similar to the Eagle Head Demon's, as well as a database of recorded language.
He'd considered the possibility that he'd revealed too much information and been singled out from the Player Legion.
To prevent that, he'd done everything he could to avoid drawing attention to himself.
He'd told the players in his battle group not to mention him when facing Di Nian Bully, and to keep their conversations in the chat channel whenever possible.
He'd also communicated exclusively through internal channels while directing the battle, never saying a word aloud that might reveal his identity.
Furthermore, to avoid being detected by Evil Eye, he'd stayed hidden among the players the entire time, never stepping into the open.
He hadn't taken the protected central position, either. He'd stayed toward the rear, where the spellcasters were.
So he couldn't figure out what had given him away.
Nothing like this had ever happened before.
Looking at Di Nian Bully hovering before him, its face twisted into a savage grin, the God King knew this battle was about to end ahead of schedule.
As the commander-in-chief of the Allied Battle Group, he was about to be decapitated by the Bully.
What a disgrace!
It wasn't as if he'd never lost before.
You could say he'd watched Di Nian Bully grow from a novice into the cunning adversary it was now.
At the very beginning, he'd been able to lead a thousand or so players and wrest two