Ha, no wonder NPCs kept emphasizing not to rush the advancement to Black Iron Rank... Turns out the development team hasn't finished developing this content! How cunning."
"Hey, if that's the case, then I guess it's certain that they'll have this all set up before the Black Disaster breaks out at the latest."
Meow Brother grinned and said,
"The Dog Planner wouldn't really throw a bunch of Black Iron Rank players into the cruel Black Disaster Battlefield, right? That would be way too heartless."
"That's right, so all we need to do now is wait patiently."
Stick Brother nodded, and Yan Song, who was controlling the gargoyle's flight up ahead, spoke up,
"We're almost there, brothers, get ready. Stick Brother, bring out the map so I can look at it and choose a good spot for us to land precisely."
"Coming up."
Happy Stick shuffled to the back of the crowded gargoyle and unfolded the map in front of Yan Song.
