Dark Night Empire, Dark Night City.
Shi Feng led the nine experts carefully selected by Water Rose out of the Teleportation Hall. The moment they stepped outside, they saw the streets bustling with traffic and packed with a large number of expert players.
Many of these independent players were above Level 55, equipped with fine gear, including quite a few pieces of Level 50 Mithril Equipment. At this moment, they marched toward Dark Night City's commercial avenue as if on a pilgrimage, numbering more than five thousand.
In other words, more than five thousand experts had gathered on this single street...
"Why are there so many experts?" Shi Feng asked in surprise as he looked over the crowded street.
It was true that an empire's capital would generally gather a great number of talented experts, but he had never seen such a terrifying density of experts before. Not even the capitals of the four great empires could compare.
Just as Shi Feng wondered where all these players had come from, a shout rang out nearby.
"Anyone who wants to change classes into a second-tier Bard, hurry to register at the Star Ring Guild! Registration closes in half an hour!"
Hearing this shout, everyone quickened their pace and charged forward like mad.
"Star Ring Guild is really stingy this time. They clearly control the passage into the Sea Forest, yet they're only publicly recruiting two hundred people."
"Exactly. How can two hundred slots possibly be enough? I heard that huge numbers of players started registering over ten hours ago, and there are at least a hundred thousand applicants by now. What's most infuriating is that this selection doesn't just consider a player's strength—it also looks at their mastery of magic arrays. I'm a Berserker. How could I possibly spend my time