Congee Forest. 32 corpses lay in this quiet forest.
Of course, most of the corpses were no long there. Almost everyone had already chosen to revive and return to the city. Only Lonely Drink, the last one to fall, was still there.
A huge crowd of guild players had pursued them here. But sadly, their 32 member army was completely wiped out. Currently, no one knew where Stolord and his group's position was. Lonely Drink didn't hurry and revive because the battle wasn't over yet. He wanted to see where they would head towards next.
Lonely Drink floated around like a ghost, looking over his corpse and over the nearby seven players in the forest.
"Ha ha ha, I killed one. You lose!" Steamed Bun Invasion laughed madly, talking to Concealed Light while admiring his system log.
"Huh?" Steamed Bun Invasion suddenly asked a question. His gaze fell onto a corpse —- Lonely Drink, the player he had just killed.
