"President, it's been confirmed. In Multiverse Number 8, every player killed earns one point," a Storm Guild member said. "Light of the White Race has killed twelve players so far, gaining twelve points. If someone could organize ten thousand people to enter the instance and trigger its mechanism, then have everyone let the same person kill them, that person could very likely hold first place on the leaderboard every month."
Someone nearby sucked in a sharp breath. "Why hasn't Light of the White Race come out yet?"
Outside the tree hollow of Multiverse Number 8, Black Spider waited calmly.
Over the past day or so, she had left and returned several times, but Light of the White Race's status had remained in the multiverse the entire time. It had not changed at all.
What made everyone uneasy was that when Multiverse Number 136 had been cleared, those outside could still see Light of the White Race's progress. This time, they could not even see the progress bar. No one knew what the other party was doing inside.
According to members of the four major guilds, over the past two days, several thousand people, including random passersby, had entered one after another. The number was about to break ten thousand.
However, after logging off, everyone discussed it on the real-world forums, and no one had actually seen Light of the White Race!
It was as if he had vanished from the face of the earth!
"What's stranger is, why did he choose Multiverse Number 8? There's nothing in the Red River Valley instance. No dungeons, no monster-spawning points, no bosses. It's just barren peaks, rivers, and jungle. The area is vast, but it has no value at all. No points, no S-Class items. Since it was discovered until now, no one