For three days, the world of martial artists was filled with battles, and blood drenched the land…
There was an atmosphere that filled the government-made roads, forests, mountains, and rivers, and it could be described as murderous. Usually, when one or a few players moved down an unknown alley, they would attract a dense rain of arrows or all sorts of weapons or players descending from the sky. Corpses would be strewn all over the ground, and they dyed the quiet, peaceful, and remote alleys in crimson, just like hell.
As time passed, not only did the trend to snatch the tributes in the game did not die down, as the emperor's birthday drew nearer, more players began to search for and chase tributes even more madly than before!
