"Did the black fog drift over the players?"
Ke Meng stared at the staggering kill list, stunned.
There had been so many kills that numerous names appeared multiple times. Ke Meng suspected those players had been reviving their teammates as they died, who then revived other teammates. Otherwise, the same player names would not have appeared repeatedly on the kill list.
There had been so many kills that even Ke Meng had lost count.
Tens of thousands? Hundreds of thousands?
"Why didn't they respawn somewhere else? In theory, they could respawn at a random location after dying ten times."
Ke Meng rode a beast he had personally tamed. Fierce winds whipped his clothes, making them snap and flutter, while the long saber at his waist reflected the Sun's radiance, bright and sharp.
This beast specialized in speed, with great stamina but little combat power. It was a popular mid-tier mount among players, and it ran far faster than he could, reaching nearly three times the speed of sound. Racing along on its back felt like riding a plane.
Ke Meng's powerful resistance protected him against the fierce winds. Otherwise, his body would have been battered long ago.
"Maybe the players were guarding some valuable spot and didn't want to leave, and the black fog happened to drift over them." Ke Meng still could not figure out why the players stubbornly let him kill them. After all, they lost levels every time they died.
"Losing levels, losing levels..." The more Ke Meng thought about their level losses, the more something seemed wrong.
In theory, with so many deaths in a low-level area, they should have dropped back to level zero long ago. No normal person would have persisted like that.
Yet however much Ke Meng thought it over, he could not