The fourth pixel war was over.
An unknown alien life form waged a war against the square tribe. The square tribe paid a heavy price and suffered a tragic sacrifice, ending in victory.
And so, a new era began.
It didn't matter if it was to the planet's natives or the players.
However, it was clear that although the 300 players were still a small handful, they had finally started to reduce in numbers. More than 40 of them were shot down and died after being hit in vital points.
Soon, the people on the internet gathered together and the players counted the names. Other than the 30 lucky ones who managed to escape, the rest were shot down.
There were more than two hundred and twenty people injured.
They were divided into several tribes.
Furthermore, they began to exchange information about themselves.
"Brothers, are you guys okay?"
it's alright. He's treating the captives well. I'm now locked up in a small black room.
