[The Conquest Battle launched by {Underworld} against {Free and Unrestrained Mountain} has ended. Player deaths in {Underworld} reached 51%. {Underworld} loses 180 million faction prosperity, 260 million faction core energy, and 800 battle points.] [{Free and Unrestrained Mountain} gains 91.06 million faction prosperity, 130 million faction core energy, and 1,600 battle points (800 victory reward, 800 compensation from the losing side).]
A few days later, the Underworld launched a conquest battle, giving Free and Unrestrained Mountain a round of materials and energy to farm.
Ye Fei also met this mysterious Nether Lord.
Like the Heavenly Emperor, this Nether Lord had a world of his own.
The Heavenly Emperor had Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, while the Nether Lord had Ghost Soldiers and Generals.
Apart from the soldiers and generals they had taken a liking to and bound to themselves, all the other players were cut down in the melee.
"What did the Nether Lord mean when he said he wouldn't have a chance for revenge, and neither would the Heavenly Court?"
After returning home, Long Heng hung from a branch in dragon form and curiously asked Ye Fei what the Nether Lord's parting words after the battle meant.
What did he mean, there would be no more chances?
Surely it didn't mean they would never be able to declare war again?
"The outcome of this free-for-all should be decided before long. The Human Race has consolidated into two groups. About a quarter of their players died, and they've finally called a temporary truce. What's going on with the Dragon Race? Are they getting addicted to fighting the Beast Race?"
Ye Fei sorted through the various snacks the Nether Lord had given him. He could more or less see for himself what the Nether Lord had meant.
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