The Origin of the Godslayer Hall

"The Legendary Mercenary Group is going to make a move on the Five Cities of Sandsea?"

Moxis used terminology that was as easy to understand as possible. "This isn't intelligence, it's just the Divination Art. A foreseen future isn't set in stone; it can potentially be changed, so..."

"No, even if there's only a 50 percent chance, I must prepare in advance." William clenched his fists. These bastards weren't even fighting in their lane to contest neutral monsters anymore; they actually had the nerve to use a suicide teleportation to gank Dawn City's high-ground towers! Who the hell could tolerate this? They were completely forcing a team fight!

Others didn't know, and perhaps even the Legendary Mercenary Group itself didn't realize, just how much damage it would cause to Dawn City if they truly struck those players.

You had to understand.

The administrative rights of the Five Cities of Sandsea belonged to the players, but nominally, they were still a part of Dawn City.

Therefore, if the Five Cities of Sandsea were attacked, no matter how much damage the players sustained—even if they suffered practically no damage at all—they would still feel that Dawn City was powerless to protect them, which would cause them to develop thoughts of switching factions.

In a word.

Players getting killed casually in the wild—well, no matter how awesome Dawn City was, it couldn't take care of players in every single corner of the Legendary Continent. The players knew this in their hearts, so when they were violently killed by NPCs in the wild, at most they would just complain a bit on the forum and wouldn't harbor thoughts of changing factions.

However, if they were violently targeted and rushed right in their own hometowns, or even if the city was butchered and their resurrection