The Monster is Coming

Chapter 452 A desperate counterattack, king against king
Whether in terms of fan count or forum popularity, the Skywing Guild is far inferior to the Hardcore Players Group and the Toddler Group.

However, in this contest, the vast majority of players favored Skywing to win.

To prepare for the competition, the hastily assembled "Kindergarten Liver King Team" consisted of fewer than 40 people.

However, the Skywing Battle Group has a scale of over 10,000 players.

The two sides are vastly different in numbers, and the forum generally believes that unless the kindergarten can draw a super boost, the probability of winning is slim.

After all, large-scale battle groups have strong commanders and master various tactics.

It's simply not something a small team can compete with.

To paraphrase a player on the forum: The Skywing Warband only needs to select a few players and drag the hardcore players and newbies into the Oath Space. The other members will not have any problems with survival and endurance. They can easily recover their status and there is no way to fight them.

But viewers are still hoping for a spectacular comeback.

When the match begins, spectators enter the battlefield from a free perspective.

As the light faded, what was revealed to everyone was a shattered platform suspended thousands of feet in the air, and a churning sea of ​​clouds below it.

Seeing that the random matchmaking was taking place in the cloud, viewers couldn't help but shake their heads.

This terrain is clearly advantageous to the Skywings Chapter, which has a stronger aerial combat capability.

Once you enter, the countdown begins.

The members of Skywing spread their wings and flew into the cloud arena, like gods descending to earth, looking down at the platform below.

Players from both the hardcore grinder group and the beginner group also appeared at this time.

Compared to the overwhelming array of wings in the sky, the figures on the platform below appeared sparse and tiny.

After entering the venue, the members of the preschool group activated their "infinite" life spirits and began drawing lots.

Each match is like a reset in a test tower, so you have to draw a new character every time you enter.

The initial draw results were rather dismal, with only 13 people winning the amplification draw.

The highest increase was 845% for "Drunken Milk," which is only a little over eight times the increase, not a particularly high increase rate.

In the Star Pulse Gauges of the members of the Kindergarten Group, Infinite Soul, as the main Soul, was allocated 55% of the evolution points produced from hunting.

The current Soul level has reached 130+.

The maximum increase reached 7539%, meaning that if you draw the highest possible draw, your strength can instantly increase by 75 times.

It is currently the Soul with the highest potential and the lowest potential among all player factions.

If you draw the worst possible 1%, even as a veteran player who has been with the game since its launch, and even with a Soul level of over 130, you can only sit at the same table as newbies.

After the lottery was over, the members of the preschool group all looked rather grim.

"The draw for this crucial battle went wrong, and my luck with Soul Beasts also went downhill," said Iron Hammer, somewhat annoyed after drawing a 35% nerf.

"This round depends on the performance of the headmaster and the hardcore team, especially the headmaster. He watched the whole previous competition as a spectator, so it's his turn to put in the effort." The little boy shook his head helplessly and looked up ahead.

Standing at the very front of the preschool group was one of the candidates for the strongest player in the player camp, in the eyes of the forum's general public: the principal.

He was also the leader of the preschool group.

At this moment, the kindergarten director was wearing a black trench coat and had a sunny smile on his face:

"Don't panic, this is my turn to show off. The enhancement levels you guys drew are too low, just help me enhance them."

After speaking, the principal stepped forward, gazing at the Skywing Battle Group that had already taken off, and grinned, revealing his white teeth.

Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, he raised his right foot and gently stomped the ground:
"Kids, time to get to work."

boom! ! !
The moment his right foot landed, jet-black spatial runes spread across the earth, centered on him.

Then, the ground space shattered suddenly like a mirror, revealing a rapidly expanding dark abyss.

A dense aura of death surged forth from the abyss like a burst dam.

The next moment, amidst countless horrified gazes, figures clad in black armor rose one after another from the abyss rift, like an army returning from hell.

As the dark spirit patterns spread across the ground, the number of black-armored warriors also increased dramatically.

One hundred, one thousand, ten thousand... In the blink of an eye, a black army of tens of thousands was generated on the cloud platform.

These warriors are the special souls of the headmaster: the Darkborn Legion.

Each summoned Darkin warrior is over two meters tall, covered in menacing black armor that gleams with a dark luster, and inscribed with Darkin runes.

They wield all sorts of shadowy weapons: giant scythes, longswords burning with black flames, battle axes bound with chains... each weapon is different, and they exude an evil aura.

As they raised their heads, pairs of dark red eyes shone from beneath their helmets, coldly following the zookeeper's gaze as they stared at the figures in the sky.

As the last Darkin warrior stepped out of the void, the spatial rift abruptly closed.

Iron Hammer, Cute Baby, and the others, who were initially somewhat frustrated by the poor growth rate, all showed smiles and began to take action.

Bloodburn, Holy Armor, Blade... a series of amplifying properties are continuously applied to the Darkin warriors through the diffusion property.

Since acquiring the powerful Destiny Soul, their chances of drawing amplification items have increased significantly.

However, there will occasionally be events that weaken the entire team, and in these situations, the headmaster becomes the biggest safety net.

The principal calmly looked up at the Skywing Battle Group in the sky and grinned:
"Now, the numbers are even."

Behind him, tens of thousands of Darkin legions stood solemnly and looked up at the sky, simultaneously letting out a roar of declaration of war.

After a brief period of silence, the live stream chat went completely wild:

"Holy crap, a stomp of his foot can summon a ten-thousand-strong army. When did the Darkin Legion become so large? The headmaster has grown too well over the years."

"In terms of scale, only the evil little law can definitely outshine the headmaster. It's so cool! One arrow pierces the clouds, and thousands of troops come to meet it."

"I knew the headmaster was the ultimate boss. I was just watching the show during the previous rounds of competition. I didn't realize he was hiding something so deep."

"Now there's hope. The scale is not bad. Now it's just a matter of how to fight."

Just as the chilling aura of the Darkin Legion swept across the clouds, Li Zheng from the Liver Emperor Group stepped forward.

He then raised his right hand, and instantly a battle formation imprint rose in his palm, releasing streams of light that intertwined around him to form a three-dimensional array.

"Brothers...back to your positions."

Before he finished speaking, the other nine members of the Liver Emperor Group, as if they had practiced this a million times, instantly spread out from behind him and occupied the nine battle formation nodes with him at the core.

boom!
Dark red energy erupted from beneath the feet of the ten people like a volcanic eruption.

They quickly constructed a phantom image of a demon god that enveloped them.

Their life essence transformed into mysterious runes, imprinted on the demon god's body, forming the demon god's core power. Then, burning chains appeared, wrapping around the demon god's phantom in circles.

In the next instant, a colossal demon god's image materialized amidst the raging demonic flames.

The statue is 60 meters tall, covered in a blazing inferno of black and red, with scorching magma flowing from the crevices on its surface.

It has six arms, eyes like two burning blood moons, fangs protruding from its mouth, and a vertical slit on its forehead that constantly opens and closes, emitting a ghostly light.

Each of its six arms wields a different illusory weapon: a greatsword engulfed in flames, chains wrapped in lightning, a longbow constructed of white bones, a pitch-black cursed dagger, and a magic book whose pages are constantly turning.

The moment the demon god's image solidified completely, the entire ground of the cloud arena trembled.

The oppressive force swept across the land, as if a demon lord had descended upon the world, intending to drag this entire realm into an endless purgatory.

The Dharma form condensed by the Liver Emperor raised its head at this moment, locking onto the members of the Skywing Guild in the sky, its blood-moon-like pupils burning with a battle intent that could incinerate all things:
"You guys handle the frontal assault, I'll roam and fight from the sidelines."

As soon as he finished speaking, the countdown to the start of the battle, which had been suspended in mid-air, ended.

In the sky, the members of Skywing simultaneously raised their Scatter Arrow Bows, and tens of thousands of lightning-infused light arrows poured down like a torrential rain. The dense beams tore through the clouds, and the dazzling light illuminated the entire cloud arena as if it were daytime.

The intention was to annihilate everything on the arena with an absolute torrent of energy.

Faced with this devastating blow, the headmaster raised his hand and waved it. Tens of thousands of Darkin warriors roared at the same time, and the runes on their black armor suddenly lit up, connecting to form a huge black sky.

The Darkin warriors at the front slammed their massive, energy-generated black shields onto the ground, creating a slanted array of Darkin energy shields.

The Darkin warriors in the back row raised their hands and unleashed an elemental bombardment. The arrows they fired collided with the rain of light in mid-air, exploding into vortexes of energy.

"Kill!" The Darkborn Legion's leader, Dark Shatter, roared hoarsely. The moment the bombardment ended, he led his Shadow Warriors, transforming into streaks of black lightning that surged upwards against the tide, braving the subsequent bombardment as they charged into the sky, brandishing their battle blades.

In this chaotic battlefield where light and shadow intertwine, the Dharma form generated by the Hardcore Players group moved.

In a flash, they attacked the Skywing battle group from the side.

The chains lashed out like venomous snakes, trying to entangle the Sky Feather Knight who was attempting to dive down.

But before the chains could get close, they were blocked by a dense shield of light.

Then, the burning heavy sword swept out, slashing out a crescent-shaped fire blade that stretched across the sky.

The attack was frozen in mid-air by the "binding" property and then wiped out by the dense barrage of attacks.

However, the purpose of the Emperor's Dharma Image Phantom was merely to harass; he never intended to break through a legion of more than ten thousand men with the power of a ten-man battle formation.

The Liver Emperor's Dharma Image, formed by the fusion of the Liver Emperor's consciousness, began to roam freely in the skies above the battlefield.

Instead of holding onto one spot, they constantly searched for weaknesses in the Skywing formation, attacking and then retreating.

During the retreat after the second sneak attack, Liver Emperor suddenly raised his hand, took the bone bow floating behind him, turned around and shot an arrow. The arrow split into hundreds of bone spikes in the air, accurately hitting dozens of members of the Skywing Guild.

This attack instantly ignited the enthusiasm of viewers both inside and outside the game.

The calls for commentary from major media outlets resounded throughout squares and pubs:
"Beautiful! The Hardcore Team takes the lead. By marking in advance, they took advantage of the gap when Skywing retracted its light shield, turned around and fired a fatal blow, briefly tearing open Skywing's left flank formation."

"This attack had no effect on the Skywing Guild. The defensive array has been activated again. Let's look forward to how the next battle will unfold."

"The battle formation of the Liver Emperor Group is like a ghost wandering around the edge of the battlefield. If we ignore it, the back row of the Sky Wings will be gradually devoured. How will they deal with it then...?"

……

The strategy against both the preschoolers and hardcore players is to confront them head-on while harassing them from the sides.

The leader of Skywing quickly made adjustments.

"Third division, form battle formation and take down the Dharma Image of the Liver Emperor Group first."

As soon as the order was given, the thousand-strong squadron quickly broke away from the main formation and formed a huge triangular formation in the air.

Blinding white light surged from each member, intertwining and finally converging into a hundred-meter-tall Judgment Dharma Image, clad in radiant armor and wielding a giant lightsaber.

After the Dharma Form appeared, it brought with it a magnificent divine power and, with a speed far exceeding that of the Liver Emperor's Dharma Form, tore through the sky and chased straight towards the Abyss Demon God who was trying to retreat!
"Want to leave? Stay!"

The Judgment Dharma Image wielded its enormous lightsaber, and a blazing sword beam spanning hundreds of meters, like divine punishment, slashed fiercely towards the back of the Liver Emperor Dharma Image.

Roar!
With no way to avoid it, the Liver Emperor's Dharma Image let out a deafening roar, turned around abruptly, and unleashed a raging demonic flame, fearlessly facing the all-purifying sword light.

boom! ! !
The demonic flames and the holy light collided fiercely like two meteors.

A terrifying energy shockwave exploded in a ring, violently blasting away Skyborne members in the nearby air and Darkin warriors who tried to approach.

The sea of ​​clouds below was instantly evaporated, creating a huge hole.

In terms of energy intensity, the Judgment Dharma Form, supported by a thousand people, clearly has the upper hand.

Upon impact, the dark red light around the Liver Emperor's Dharma Image flickered violently, and its massive body was shaken backward, with even fine cracks appearing on its surface.

The judge, undeterred, closed in with a flash, and slashed down with his lightsaber once more.

The Emperor of the Liver could only passively face the attack.

Each violent collision of energy was like fuel thrown into a furnace, stimulating the Liver Emperor's Dharma Image.

On the body of the Liver Emperor, dark golden spiritual patterns, exuding an aura of endless war and slaughter, lit up one by one on the surface of his body, like blood vessels gradually awakening.

Especially at the core of his chest, a mark that was originally blurry is now absorbing the killing energy generated by the battle and becoming increasingly clear.

It was an intricate emblem made of a shattered throne, representing the War Seal of the Rebel Legion.

"Not enough, come again!"

The Liver Emperor's Dharma Image was covered in long, blood-red hair that was filled with energy, which danced wildly in the wind. His eyes burned with a fighting spirit like a raging fire.

He did not back down despite being at a disadvantage. Instead, he took a step forward, raised his six-armed weapon once more, and with the gradually awakening power of war, he blasted it towards the Judgment Dharma Image.

The judge clearly had no intention of giving his opponent any breathing room.

Its wings of light unfurled behind it, and its body burst forth with a dazzling light like the sun, transforming itself into a massive energy source.

"Thousand Lights Judgment!"

With a furious roar, thousands upon thousands of beams of light, condensed to the extreme, poured down upon the image of the Liver Emperor like a sudden storm, covering everything without any blind spots.

Each one contains terrifying power.

Faced with an unavoidable saturation attack, the instructor's roar seemed to echo in the minds of the battle formation personalities generated by the hardcore players:

"If you can't dodge, then block! You bunch of idiots, are you just going to stand there and wait to die?!"

At this moment, the "Liver Emperor" made a move that shocked all the spectators.

The six arms moved like phantoms in an instant.

The bone shield moved with precision, blocking at high speed in front of him, deflecting the densest cluster of energy beams time and time again, the war marks on the shield surface flashing continuously.

The burning greatsword was swung into a wall of flames, its heavy blade striking with minimal force, deflecting the beam of light coming from the left like a baseball, causing it to collide and explode with the subsequent beam in mid-air.

The lightning chains traversed the right side at high speed, weaving into a massive network, where all incoming beams of light were preemptively detonated by the lightning leaping across them.

The bone longbow was not fired, but was swung rapidly as a melee weapon, precisely thrusting and deflecting to neutralize the beams that bypassed the main defenses.

The dagger detached from the body and, under the control of consciousness, roamed around the Dharma Image. Wherever the dagger sliced, it left behind traces of corrosive energy, forming a thin secondary barrier that dissolved any stray beams of light that slipped through.

The grimoire hovered above the Dharma image's head, its pages turning to create an invisible elemental force field that distorted the trajectory of the beam of light.

Ding ding ding ding... Boom boom boom!

In an instant, the image of the Liver Emperor was completely engulfed by countless explosions and scattered energy.

The deafening explosions and the sounds of energy colliding continued incessantly.

As the rain of light subsided and the energy dust dissipated, all the spectators witnessed a breathtaking scene.

The image of the Liver Emperor still stands tall in mid-air.

Although the demonic flames around him dimmed slightly and his body was covered with many charred marks, he managed to withstand this devastating shower of light thanks to his superb defensive techniques.

Perfect parry, precise disassembly.

"Holy crap, how did they do that?" The president of Skywing, who witnessed this scene, exclaimed in shock.

"My God!" In the commentary booth of a certain media outlet, the commentator's voice was hoarse; he practically jumped up from his seat, shouting:
"The Liver Emperor Team caught it! They caught it all! It's truly an art of defense that defies the heavens!" "What terrifying battlefield reading ability and microscopic manipulation this requires! The Liver Emperor Team's control over the battle formation has exceeded all reason. No wonder they are elite members of the Reverse Tide Legion, they are too strong."

The spectator channel was also filled with screams and cries, with the screen filled with players sending "???" and "!!!".

On the battlefield, the Emperor of the Liver Dharma Image, having perfectly withstood the ferocious bombardment, unleashed an unprecedented radiance from the War God Seal on its chest, like a sun that had been completely ignited.

The shattered throne pattern on the divine seal seemed to come alive, exuding an aura of domineering power.

At the same time, an invisible pressure of courage suddenly spread out from the Liver Emperor Dharma Image, causing the pursuing Judgment Dharma Image to pause its movements.

They grow stronger with each battle and become more resilient with each setback.

They were beaten up when they first joined the training camp, but they refused to give up and chose to fight back desperately in the canteen.

Now, standing on the battlefield against the tide, I have become a part of the torrent of war.

Over the years, fearlessness and perseverance have been the motto of their "Liver Emperor Group".

Each member received the "Courageous Intimidation" certification in the intimidation system's assessment.

At this moment, under the dual blessing of the Courageous Pressure and the War God Seal, the aura of the Liver Emperor Dharma Form surged wildly as if there were no upper limit.

The cracks on his body surface healed rapidly under the flow of dark golden energy, and the demonic flames burning around him became even more violent.

The leader of Skywing reacted quickly, realizing that targeted attacks were ineffective, and immediately changed tactics.

The Judgment Dharma Aspect abandoned the pursuit, decisively retreated, and activated defensive mode. Success would be achieved if it could simply withstand the harassment from the Hardcore Dharma Aspect.

At the same time, he quickly mobilized the main force:
"First and second divisions, crossfire to cover the Darkin Legion's front lines!"

"Fourth squad, buff status, raise the health of the front line."

"The rest of the units, maintain formation and continue the pressure."

The Skywings battle group quickly completed its variation.

"Director!" Just then, Li Zheng's voice rang out on the battle channel.

"receive."

Below, the kindergarten director smiled slightly and snapped his fingers.

The Darkin Legion, which was engaged in a fierce battle with the main force of the Sky Dome, suddenly changed its formation.

Hundreds of Darkin warlocks in the central army simultaneously raised their hands, and dense shadow energy gathered above their heads, transforming into a thick beam of dark energy that blasted straight at the Liver Emperor's Dharma Image, which was preparing to attack.

"What's going on?!" a spectator exclaimed.

When the dark torrent crashed into the image of the Liver Emperor, it was instantly absorbed by the War God Seal on his chest.

With this massive replenishment of external energy, the War God Seal shone even brighter.

At the same time, the accumulation characteristic is activated.

Having endured so much beating, the pent-up energy has finally erupted.

"break!"

The Liver Emperor's Dharma Image let out a roar, and its six-armed weapons simultaneously ignited with a fierce flame of interwoven dark red and pitch black, which then expanded outwards.

It then transformed into a crimson meteor, deliberately crashing into the Judgment Dharma Image, which was attempting to retreat and regroup.

"Stop it!" Guild Master Cangqiong ordered sternly.

The judge blocked with his sword, while the other two thousand-strong squads quickly released light shields to provide flank support.

However, the light shield only held out for a moment before being shattered by a powerful, accumulated attack.

The two Dharma images collided violently in the air, energy surged, and light flashed.

This attack sent the Judgment Dharma Form flying backward in a sorry state, its body covered in cracks.

Seeing that the hardcore players and the newbies had actually gained the upper hand, the emotions of the spectators both inside and outside the game were also ignited.

From being initially underestimated to now holding the advantage.

They delivered a performance that amazed the spectators.

A comment in the live stream chat expressed the sentiments of many players: This is the true value of being a veteran player since the game's launch!

After this round of clashes, the battle entered its most brutal phase of attrition.

With their numerical and formation advantages, Skywing steadily advanced, attempting to wear down their opponents with resources.

The battle formation with a capacity of ten thousand men remained untouched, like a trump card held in his hand, making the hardcore players and the newbies hesitant to act until it was unleashed.

The two sides traded blows, employing a variety of tactics, and every offensive and defensive maneuver was spectacular, drawing gasps of amazement from the spectators.

The balance of victory, amidst the fierce attrition, swayed slightly, not yet fully tilted.

During this period, the Skywings faction also contributed several memorable moments.

Their superior air superiority meant they were on the offensive most of the time, forcing the hardcore players and the newbies to defend.

The turning point of the battle came when the leader of Skywing finally made up his mind and used his trump card, which he had been holding back.

"Ten Thousand Feather Flowing Light Array, activate!"

As the battle formation imprint was activated, the Dharma image composed of ten thousand people was also activated.

Countless phantom white feathers drifted from their bodies, gathered and wove in the air, and finally transformed into a colossal image that covered half the sky: the Holy Light Dharma Image.

Then, Faxiang slowly raised his hands, palms down.

Instantly, a terrifying sense of oppression enveloped the entire battlefield, and the fused and generated domain of pressure unfolded.

As if a divine kingdom had descended, white light spread out from the holy light image at its center, quickly covering the entire cloud arena.

Within this area covered by the domain, the black armor on all the Darkin warriors hissed and burned, their movements became noticeably slower due to the sluggish effect, and the efficiency of the Darkin energy circulating around them was greatly suppressed.

Even the demonic flames on the surface of the Liver Emperor's Dharma body swayed violently under this omnipresent white light.

Wings of the Sky have finally revealed their true fangs as a top-tier aerial combat guild.

Within this domain, characterized by sluggishness and constraint, the Liver Emperor's Dharma Image was trapped in a quagmire. The War God Seal flickered wildly, and the Courageous Pressure fought against the domain's erosion with all its might, but it was powerless to reverse the situation in the face of an absolute power gap.

The Holy Light Dharma Image disappeared at this moment, and reappeared in front of the Liver Emperor Dharma Image.

The binding field pressed down, and a terrifying beam of light swept down to strike.

After enduring a barrage of attacks, the War God Seal on the chest of the Liver Emperor Dharma Image finally succumbed to the pressure and shattered suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, the enormous illusory image of the Dharma collapsed with a roar, turning into countless dark red specks of light that dissipated into nothingness.

The ten members of the Liver Emperor Group fell from the sky, and before they even hit the ground, they were completely engulfed by countless white lights that followed, turning into mist and leaving the scene.

The "Liver King" group has completely withdrawn.

"Don't get distracted, keep applying buffs. They can't hold out for long against a ten-thousand-strong battle formation!" the headmaster shouted, continuing to control the Darkborn Legion in battle.

With the "Grinding Emperor" group no longer holding them back, all the pressure fell on him and the Darkin Legion.

The only chance of victory is to drag the battle out until the battle lines collapse.

At that moment, the headmaster raised his right hand and released the battle formation mark.

The Darkin warriors sprang into action, entering the battle array nodes to assist in activating the battle array's divine form.

However, unlike player-centric battle formations, battle formations formed with the support of Darkin warriors cannot provide additional Soul Blessings, resulting in a significant reduction in combat power.

It is simply impossible to achieve the multiple attribute amplification effects in the battle formation system.

Under the continued suppression of the "Divine Realm," the Darkborn Dharma Aspect only holds a slight advantage in terms of energy consumption.

As the Holy Light Avatar in the sky raised its hands once more, arrows of light, lightning, holy flames, dark flames... all kinds of elemental energy poured down like the Milky Way from the heavens, continuously washing over the black barrier constructed by the Darkin Avatar.

Boom boom boom!
The black energy barrier trembled violently under the ferocious bombardment, the runes flowing on its surface flickering and constantly being torn apart.

It healed with great difficulty thanks to the Darkin warriors' relentless energy transfer.

Every second, Darkin warriors on the outer layer shatter due to energy overload, turning into black mist and dissipating.

Unlike players, they cannot integrate and coexist with the battle formation.

Time passed amidst the deafening explosions and the light of annihilation.

The number of Darkin Legion members continued to decrease: ten thousand, eight thousand, six thousand... while the light on the surface of the Holy Light Avatar dimmed at a visible speed.

Just when all the spectators thought the outcome was already decided.

"Kill now!"

The principal roared, and the Darkborn Array reappeared beneath the feet of the battle formation.

Thousands of Darkin warriors emerged from it.

No one expected that the headmaster had a hidden trick up his sleeve.

The Darkin warriors, summoned to the battlefield, all burned themselves out.

Transforming into streaks of black meteors, like the Styx flowing backwards, they soared into the sky from the crumbling black barrier, precisely striking the Holy Light Angel's image.

A sudden and intense offensive.

Like the last straw that broke the camel's back, the Holy Light Dharma Image, which was already on the verge of collapse, suddenly exploded.

It transformed into countless scattered feathers of light.

A battle formation of ten thousand men was routed.

The shockwave that erupted also shattered the Darkborn Dharma Form.

The entire cloud arena collapsed amidst the tremors.

When the aftershocks of the energy dissipate.

On the shattered arena, only the headmaster remained, bent over, leaning on his knees, and panting heavily.

Before him were fewer than a hundred Darkin warriors, barely alive and completely incapacitated.

[Challenger's Note: This battle is over. The Kindergarten Hardcore Guild wins!]

A deathly silence enveloped both the game and the world inside it.

Then came a deafening roar of exclamations and shouts.

Won!

Despite being at a near-absolute disadvantage, the Kindergarten Hardcore Battle Group, through perfect early-game control and sacrifice, and the unfathomable strength of the Principal's Darkin Legion, actually managed to wear down Skywing's 10,000-strong battle formation, achieving an incredible Pyrrhic victory.

"As expected of a veteran player, he's really awesome."

"The headmaster is really cunning, hiding his explosive power. If he had unleashed it earlier, Skywing would definitely have been prepared."

"Haha, what a crushing victory! This match was truly spectacular."

……

The comeback battle came to a close amidst the enthusiastic discussions of the spectators.

The crowd then diverted to other arenas where matches were still in full swing.

Over the next two days, the tournament's popularity continued to soar, igniting passion both inside and outside the game.

The forum erupted in wave after wave of celebration, with new technical analysis posts, highlight reels, and memes flooding the screen every minute.

The All-Star Tournament has become a global phenomenon.

Two days later.

When everyone's emotions were built up to their peak.

At 8 PM, the challenger's notification resounded in the minds of all players, completely igniting the enthusiasm for watching the match both inside and outside the game:
[Challenger Notice (Server-wide Announcement): The Stars Arena Championship will officially begin in 2 hours.]

[Final Matchup: Shentang Guild vs. Fanzui Guild]

After the notification sound, the game and the audience went wild.

"Here it comes, the final battle!"

"Divine Hall! God King! Invincible!"

"Go, Drunken Rice Squad! Defeat the God King, you will be legends!"

"There's no doubt about it, the Divine Hall has it in the bag. If the opponent were another dark horse guild, I think there would still be some suspense, but facing their own people whom they know best, the Divine Hall has it in the bag."

"Don't forget that the Drunken Gang and the Veterans Gang are also helping out. This civil war is definitely not simple. It's going to be a good show."

"Even if the veterans are strong, there are only so many of them. It's impossible for them to really turn the tide of the battle. That's not scientific."

……

The topic of the ultimate showdown instantly topped the forum's trending list, igniting a frenzy across all platforms, both inside and outside the game.

One side is the Divine Hall Guild, which has crushed everything since the start of the competition and is hailed as the ceiling of player faction combat power.

The other side is another favorite to win the championship: the Drunken Guild, which belongs to the same alliance, has a complex relationship, and has also received strong support from the "Veteran Group".

This matchup was anticipated by many players even before it started.

This is the true value of the "village entrance battlefield" located at the very top of the pyramid.

There were no surprises, no dark horse comebacks, just a predictable clash of titans.

The only suspense is that these two giants will meet before the final.

But now, the suspense is over.

The Divine Hall Guild and the Drunken Guild, stepping over the "corpses" of all the participants, met up on the final battlefield as scheduled.

Even before the competition started, the question of who was stronger sparked heated discussions both inside and outside the game.

The temple has the most supporters.

However, many players believe that while the Fanzui Guild is weaker than the Shentang Guild in terms of command ability, its members are stronger in terms of combat power, so the outcome is still uncertain.

Is it a victory for the champion, a continuation of their undefeated streak?

Or will a new king ascend the throne and personally end the old legend?
Amidst global attention and debate, the answer will be revealed in two hours at the Summit of Stars arena.

　Asking for a monthly ticket~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)