The major warbands continued their spectacular performances in the second round.
At that moment, interest in Arena 2837 was soaring.
The Blood Sacrifice Plains battlefield.
The teleportation light faded, revealing a boundless plain before the spectators.
Gray-white, cracked earth stretched to the horizon, dotted with enormous meteorite craters. In the distance, several mountain-sized pieces of star remains jutted diagonally from the ground.
In one corner of the battlefield, a figure appeared first.
He had short blue hair and chains wrapped around his forearms, extending to the ends of the two daggers in his hands.
The daggers were pitch-black, save for a line of crimson flowing along their edges, as though they had drunk countless measures of blood.
He lifted his head slightly, revealing black eyes.
Behind him, the air rippled like water.
Figures emerged silently, one after another. All wore fitted dark-gray leather armor, their masks covering most of their faces and leaving only their indifferent eyes exposed.
They stood quietly behind the blue-haired youth, like statues blending into the background, traces of coldness emanating from them.
At the other end of the plain, the opposing warband had finished assembling.
It was the Shattered Stone Warband, a small-to-medium guild of over four thousand members, renowned on the forum for its tenacious positional warfare.
Its guild leader, Kai Shan Lie Shi, rested a massive runic hammer on his shoulder. A trace of gravity flashed through his eyes when he saw the player ID "Mist Legion Commander."
That ID had enjoyed a period of popularity on the forum.
He had topped the previous Newbie Level-Up Event rankings and contributed the iconic "Devout Kowtow" meme to the forum.
Kai Shan Lie Shi swept his gaze over the brothers standing ready behind him.
Over two thousand heavily armored warriors and damage-taking players formed a