After the six chatted briefly, they walked out of the Teleportation Hall under everyone's watchful eyes and onto the bustling streets.
At the front was a white-haired middle-aged man with a black-and-white spear strapped to his back. He summoned a snow-white giant wolf, larger than even a lion.
Beside him, an Assassin clad in dark gray leather armor, with two blood-red daggers hanging at his waist, summoned a jet-black warhorse. The horse was outfitted with silver-white armor and looked far more handsome and imposing than the mounts equipped by NPC armies.
The appearance of the two mounts immediately drew the attention of everyone on the street.
"Damn, who are these people? Those summoned mounts definitely aren't ordinary mounts."
"Yeah, I've seen ordinary mounts before. They're nowhere near this handsome or imposing. They look like at least Bronze Mounts—no, they might even be Mystic Iron Grade Mounts."
Ordinary mounts were already luxuries to current players, let alone Bronze Grade mounts or higher.
Now that two mounts had suddenly appeared on the street, everyone could do nothing but envy them. Some female players even flirtatiously winked at the white-haired middle-aged man riding the snow-white giant wolf.
God's Domain was becoming increasingly popular. News frequently reported top-famous experts from the virtual gaming world joining various guilds, with annual salaries easily reaching the millions. Even the less impressive ones earned over five hundred thousand, while the truly powerful ones could make five or six million. For ordinary people, that was nothing more than an unattainable dream.
Anyone who could already own a Bronze Grade mount or better had to be earning at least a million a year.
"Haha, Boss Bloodthirsty, there's a beauty over there who's interested in you." A refined-looking Elementalist in a runic robe teased the white-haired Berserker at the front.
"Sadly,