Meanwhile, the other major guilds were also discussing the Dream Guild's base...
The Divine King Pavilion...
"I'll take Left Hand and Right Hand over this time. Everyone else should keep leveling," Divine King said bluntly.
"Divine King, aren't we going to do something?" God's Left Hand asked anxiously.
"Exactly. Our own guild base will be finished soon, too. There has to be a reward for establishing the first base," God's Right Hand added.
"Put those little schemes away. We're only going to watch. Dreamlight Dance is on very good terms with Dustseal now. If we actually attack and Dustseal comes back to settle the score, none of us will get away with it," Divine King said firmly.
"All right."
The Gate of Hell...
"Boss, should we..." Yearning for Hell made a chopping gesture with his hand.
Hell Messenger's brow furrowed deeply. Reluctant as he was to admit it, he really was a little afraid of that man. Killing Battlefield had attacked him before, and they should already have been thanking their lucky stars that he hadn't come back to settle the score. By rights, they shouldn't provoke him again.
But after spending so much to establish his guild base, watching someone else claim first place was sheer torment.
After a long deliberation, he finally said, "Send our unofficial members and have them wait for an opening. If there's a chance, strike. If there isn't, forget it. Remember, if they do attack, they mustn't let the other side find out we were behind it."
"Yes."
The other major guilds all made their own arrangements. Some intended to watch the show, while others had ulterior motives.
Whatever their intentions, countless people were heading toward the location named in the announcement.
The Sunsetglow Plains...
Around fifty kilometers from Autumnwater City, this was