Full health is the kill threshold, no matter if you're a god or a demon!

An hour later, an elite squad of thirty-four players quietly left the north gate of Azure Town and quickly disappeared into the rocks and withered grass of the northern wasteland.

Bob took the lead, his dark gold armor reflecting a cold, hard light in the sunlight.

Behind him, thirty bodyguards followed silently; these were the last elites of their faction.

Matt, Yell, and Rick mingled in the middle of the group, keeping a low profile.

The Shattered Rock Canyon is a desolate area torn apart by long geological movements. Huge gray-white rocks stand or collapse in various twisted postures, forming countless natural shelters and death traps.

There was hardly any green on the ground, only some drought-resistant gray thorns and reddish lichen clinging to the cracks in the rocks.

The air here is filled with the dry smell of dust and weathered rocks. Monsters are very rare, and no valuable mineral veins or other resources have been found so far, so not many human players come here.

After nearly an hour of marching, the team reached the edge of the canyon. Further ahead, everyone would have to enter the canyon.

Looking at the coordinates, Bob raised his fist, and everyone immediately stopped, letting the main force wait there. He took a Shadow Priest with him, and after the two went into stealth, they used the jagged rocks to climb up a high slope with a wide view and looked down.

Deep in the canyon, there was only a whistling wind, but after the Shadow Priest cast Eagle Eye on him, Bob did see a blurry path carved out by wheels and hooves.

Matt is right, there are indeed traces of player activity.

Looking at the time, it was already 12:45. According to Matt, the pigman's team would return at 1 o'clock.

Bob waited patiently, and finally, a huge wagon pulled by five armored monitor lizards slowly came into view.

The monitor lizard was covered in rough iron armor, panting heavily and occasionally letting out a loud roar.

The large cart was covered with a dirty tarpaulin, bulging and bulky, making it impossible to tell what it was carrying, but its shape suggested it was something like boxes or cages.

Then came the second car… the third car…

Surrounding the convoy were about twenty-five pink-skinned pigmen.

They wore haphazard leather armor or hard leather inlaid with iron plates, and their weapons were mostly heavy weapons such as machetes, chain hammers, and spiked clubs. They were noisy and undisciplined, and indeed looked like an ordinary transport escort team.

Based on visual inspection, these pigmen are between level 55 and 60, which matches the information provided by Matt.

The midday sun shone into the canyon, and the pigs seemed to be feeling quite irritable.

Bob observed carefully for several minutes but found nothing unusual.

The pigs were completely unsuspecting, and some of them even nearly came to blows over something to drink.

His last shred of doubt vanished, replaced by the excitement of the hunt.

Based on their speed and distance, it was estimated that they would take another half hour to arrive. Bob observed for a moment, found an excellent ambush position, slowly withdrew his gaze, nodded to the shadow priest beside him, and then retreated back to the main force's ambush location.

Taking a deep breath, he glanced at the faces, slightly tense with impending battle, and issued his final command in a deep voice: "On my orders, we'll take up our ambush positions. We must act swiftly and decisively, grab the spoils, and immediately retreat along the predetermined route! For Azure Town, for the glory of humanity!"

"For glory!" they murmured in agreement, their eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

They are also full of passion and want to prove themselves!

Bob had the team's support cast invisibility on everyone, and they slowly crept into the canyon.

The convoy was still some distance away, so Bob decided to get into the ambush position in advance and catch them off guard to finish them off in one fell swoop!

The group split into two teams, one on the left and one on the right, and slowly advanced along the edge of the canyon.

Five minutes later, they arrived at the ambush position chosen by Bob, and then continued to lie in wait.

He waited patiently until the convoy slowly entered the designated position, and then Bob slowly raised his right hand, which was covered with a metal gauntlet.

"Get lost!!!!!"

Just as he was about to swing his arm down with all his might, a furious battle roar, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, suddenly exploded from all directions of the canyon!

This roar was not something a few people could produce, but rather the resonance of dozens or even hundreds of rough throats, instantly drowning out all the sound of the wind, making people's eardrums ache and their hearts tremble!

Behind the towering rock walls on both sides of the canyon, in the shadow of huge rocks, and from seemingly ordinary cracks in the ground... as if by magic, countless tall pink figures burst forth violently!

Their eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty red light, and the massive weapons in their hands gleamed with a chilling glint. In an instant, the ambush was turned into the ambush!

Inside the convoy, the tarpaulins were also lifted, revealing that they contained not minerals at all, but pig-men!

A steel-bristled war boar roared and leaped off the largest of the vehicles. Riding on the war boar was a pig-man over three meters tall, with muscles bulging like flesh-colored granite and covered in crisscrossing scars.

He wore a horned helmet inlaid with the skull of an unknown beast, and his level was clearly 78!

【Bloody Warlord Dunk】!

The double-edged heavy axe in his hand, as thick as a door panel, reeked of a nauseating, fishy stench.

On the other vehicles were slightly smaller but equally ferocious pigmen, the Ironjaw Centurion (Level 70).

We've fallen for their trap!

Bob's mind went blank for a moment, then after a huge shock, his instincts in the face of life and death overwhelmed his emotions.

His eyes blazed with fury as he roared with all his might, trying to calm the troops: "All troops, form a circular formation! Don't panic! Glory Domain, activate!"

A dazzling holy light erupted from him, instantly spreading to a radius of fifteen meters, forming a semi-transparent pale golden force field.

A thin layer of light appeared on all human players within the area, significantly increasing their armor and magic resistance.

At the same time, with a wave of his hand, the light of [Divine Protection] fell on his teammates who were lying in ambush on the other side, making their shields seem to be plated with a layer of pure gold in an instant.

"Follow me and break out of the canyon!" Bob pointed his greatsword forward.

He knew that there was no other way but to concentrate all his strength to tear open a gap.

"The Blade of Judgment!"

He launched the first attack, and the Unbreakable Oath burst forth with dazzling golden light. A massive slashing sword composed of a crescent-shaped holy light flew out, carrying a purifying whistle, and fiercely struck the pigman who was trying to press forward from the front.

"Pfft! Snap!"

As the holy light slash passed, damage numbers appeared on the three pigman warriors at the forefront.

-58771!

"kill!"

"Chop it into mincemeat!!!"

The pigs roared and surged in from all directions like a pink tide...