After Scar Dog and the others had used up all their game currency, the scene changed again.
A familiar sensation of falling returned.
By the time they realized, they were already beneath the familiar World Tree.
"Whew!"
Scar Dog stretched his body and said with some regret, "I must say, the Battle of All Races is quite humane, as it has such an entertaining global event that allows us to relax."
"Indeed, its effects have worked."
"I do feel much better now."
Maxwell Ewell standing nearby, his mouth twitching slightly, didn't say a word.
He could see that Scar Dog's mood had improved.
But he wasn't sure about the other players who were in the amusement park with them; they might have been left with a psychological shadow, especially when it came to the Drop Tower and the pirate ship.
Meanwhile—
Kerr Cowell piled all the items they had gained from this event on the ground, ready to check if there were any good ones among them.
It was an unexpected gain.
