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

Silence fell in the room once again.

Yun Xiangrong looked at Wu Zhan, who frowned and remained silent.

Wang Mian glanced at Liu Nian, whose expression was frighteningly calm.

She glanced out the window at the brightly lit city of Longcheng, and a strange, indescribable emotion welled up inside her.

After a long silence, Hector spoke softly, breaking the stillness.

"I know this proposal is insane." His voice was soft, but every word was crystal clear. "You don't have to make a decision right now. But remember—"

He raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the four people in the room before finally settling on Liu Nian.

"The road to promotion is never filled with flowers and applause. You must traverse mountains of corpses and seas of blood to create a pure land for future generations."

His figure gradually faded, like melting moonlight.

"I await your choice."

As the last words fell, Hector's figure vanished completely into thin air.

The room fell silent again.

It was so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat.

After a long silence, Yun Xiangrong spoke softly, her voice trembling slightly: "What... should we do?"

After she finished speaking, she subconsciously looked at Wu Zhan.

Wu Zhan did not answer, but looked at Liu Nian with Wang Mian.

Three pairs of eyes simultaneously fell on Liu Nian.

Liu Nian stood by the window, his back to them.

Outside the window, the night was as dark as ink. Moonlight shone on his back, outlining a silent yet resolute silhouette.

In the distance, the lights of Dragon City flickered in his eyes, like the hopes of countless players, and also like the flames of war about to ignite.

He was silent for a long time.

Then he turned around.

His expression was as calm as still water: "That's what we'll do! Those who comply will prosper, those who resist will perish!"

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Five days later, the azure town was in ruins.

Leon stood beside the remaining half of the administrative hall wall, gazing at the scorched earth before him.

His eyes were as empty as two deep wells.

It's been five days.

Five days ago, he thought Wu Zhan was just a threat. That brute from the Dragon Kingdom never kept his mouth shut; he'd curse and then forget about it.

Four days ago, he thought the Chinese would return. After all, humans are a united front; even if bones are broken, they are still connected. They couldn't just stand by and watch someone die.

Three days ago, he was cursing Wu Zhan and the Dragon Kingdom people in the faction channel for being "disregarding the big picture," "shortsighted," and "mutually dependent," cursing them with all his might and spittle flying everywhere.

Two days ago, he was too tired to keep cursing.

Because nobody listens.

The channel was filled with desperate wails and impotent rage. The players who once supported him, the followers who once shouted "Long live the Eye of Truth," were now silent as the dead, because a simple reality was laid out before them: there were no Dragon Kingdom players, and they were being beaten so badly by the three chaotic races that they could hardly find a respawn point!

In this situation, let alone building a main city, they are almost out of even a place to stay!

"Guild Leader—" a hoarse voice came from behind. Leon turned around and saw a player with a face covered in soot stumbling towards him. His equipment was tattered, his left arm was only half a sleeve, and there were still scorch marks on the exposed skin that had not been treated.

"From the west...it's coming from the west again..."

Leon closed his eyes.

Again.

The Pigman's War Pig Cavalry regiment "checks in" on time every day, driving human players who are trying to rebuild on the ruins away like a pack of wolves herding sheep.

They weren't in a hurry to kill.

They enjoyed the process.

"Withdraw." Leon's voice was as dry as sandpaper. "Have the brothers retreat to the mines to the east."

"But... that place has already been taken over by goblins..."

Leon remained silent.

Yes, goblins.

Those green-skinned dwarves somehow made a pact with the pigmen and began dividing up the remaining secondary cities of humanity. Yesterday, the iron mine town in the north was razed to the ground by the goblin engineering corps, with fewer than twenty survivors.

Today, it's the turn of the eastern mine.

"Then... south," Leon said with difficulty, "to the Thorn Lands."

"Guild Leader!" The player's eyes widened. "Over in the Thorns... there's nothing there! No resources, no dungeons, no cities..."

"It's better than death."

Leon turned away, no longer looking at him.

Footsteps sounded behind me, fading into the distance.

He stood alone on the ruins, gazing northward.

He couldn't see it, but he knew that Dragon City was in that direction, but unfortunately, Dragon City wasn't open to them.

"Wu Zhan... Dragon Kingdom people..." he murmured to himself, his voice carried away by the wind, "You really... are you just going to abandon us?"

No one answered.

Only the distant sound of pig-men war drums grew closer and closer.

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The faction channel was already filled with howls and chaos.

[I'm going crazy! Another respawn point has been destroyed. If this keeps up, I won't be able to find a respawn point!]

The respawn point in the small blue town has been destroyed, and the respawn point in the secondary city is also gone. That means I'll have to respawn at a random location!

"Isn't that just suicide? Pigmen are everywhere on the map!"

Where is Leon? Where is President Leon? Where are the people from the Eye of Truth? Come out and speak!

"Speak? They've been hiding for ages! I saw Selena lead a group of people south with my own eyes!"

[Damn it! These useless idiots! Didn't you guys say you wanted to keep the Chinese in check? Keep them in check my ass!]

[Exactly! If it weren't for your Eye of Truth stuff, would we be in this mess?]

Charles is bad, and you're all stupid! Both bad and stupid!

What's the point of saying all this now? Can anyone tell me what to do?

What to do? Just wait to die. After thirty days, they'll all turn into wild monsters and then be used as experience points by the pigmen.

[I refuse to accept this! Why can the people of China ignore us? Why?!]

【Why should I? Because you're brainless. They already said, you have to clean up your own mess. Did you clean it up? You just stuck it in your ass, didn't you?】

【…】

[Stop arguing, I just got back from the Knife-Cut Mountain Range, there's... there's something going on over there.]

What's going on?

I saw some Chinese players there. They weren't from the martial arts faction, but newbies, very low level. A woman was leading them, heading north...

[North? Isn't north the direction of Dragon City? The city of the Dragon Kingdom! Are they going to Dragon City?]

It seems so...

[Damn it! Why?! Why can they go to Dragon City?! What about us?! What are we going to do?!]

【You? You want freedom? You want dignity? Go ask for it yourselves!】

You son of a bitch...

The online flame war continues, but more and more people are choosing to remain silent.

Silently accept a fact—

The Chinese are really abandoning them.

As for the so-called Eye of Truth, it is too busy taking care of itself.

Those who once mocked the Dragon Kingdom players for being "cowardly" and "only good at holding meetings" are now hiding deep in the mine, trembling with fear, praying that the pigman patrols won't find them.

Only then did they realize that it was the players from the Dragon Kingdom who had been holding the situation together, allowing them to think about all sorts of things with peace of mind.

Now, people don't want to play with them anymore.