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

Seven days is enough time to do a lot of things.

This is enough to bring the floating city's repair progress to 30%.

This was enough for Arachne and the spider-like elves to sort and store the supplies seized from the Abyss.

This is enough for the bees to complete a new round of evolution within the hive.

That was enough time for Liu Nian to stand in the town hall and finish processing the last player's application to become a vassal.

Seven days ago, after Wu Zhan proposed the plan, the news spread throughout the Dragon-named Guild. At first, some people hesitated, some watched and observed, and some muttered privately, "Isn't a vassal just a slave?"

But Wu Zhan was the first to take the lead in applying.

He stood in the town hall, in front of everyone, and shouted at Liu Nian, "From today onwards, I, Wu Zhan, am Liu Nian's number one lackey! Anyone who dares to bully my boss will have to get past me first!"

The whole place burst into laughter.

After laughing, Wang Mian was the second to step forward.

Then came Yun Xiangrong, Wang Mu, Jiang Yi, Lin Ying...

Then came Ekaterina.

The blonde, blue-eyed female president walked up to Liu Nian, took a deep breath, and solemnly performed their customary greeting.

"War Bear Guild, all members are applying to become vassals," she said, her voice steady. "We trust you."

With these people taking the lead, everyone's concerns disappeared.

It's just a matter of clicking confirm, right?

Who is Liu Nian? He's the one who single-handedly blocked the city gate three times to save his comrades, the one who successfully soloed a level-up BOSS, and the one with 80 million attack power and 2.5 billion health points!

People like that are perfectly qualified to be their boss!

Even the guild leaders didn't feel wronged; they could accept it completely.

As a result, applications poured in like a tidal wave.

Of course, it wasn't that no one chose to refuse.

"I don't need anyone's protection."

A blond, blue-eyed young warrior stood stiffly in front of Liu Nian. He was well-equipped, of a high level, and had the arrogance of a newborn calf unafraid of tigers on his face.

"I can fight on my own! I can survive on my own! I don't need to be a vassal!"

Liu Nian glanced at him, but said nothing, his gaze calm as still water.

Wu Zhan shrugged beside him, his face sincere: "Brother, good luck! You'll make your own way in the world. I believe in you!"

The young soldier snorted and turned to leave.

His back view is very strong.

Wu Zhan watched his figure disappear through the door, then turned to Liu Nian and raised an eyebrow: "That's it?"

"That's it," Liu Nian said calmly.

People should be given the right to choose freely.

Everyone has their own path.

He also hoped that these people could find their own way to survive.

certainly--

You will have to bear the consequences yourself.

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Eagle-descended territory.

Yang Lawei stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the gray sky in the distance, and felt a headache coming on.

With the Dragon Kingdom players withdrawing from the Ascension War, their previous alliance with the Dragon Kingdom has essentially fallen apart. Although the Martial Warriors haven't said anything, both sides know that without the support of the Dragon Kingdom players, the remaining humans are simply no match for them.

The issue is--

They, the Eagle Clan, haven't even realized the seriousness of the problem yet!

"What did the Elders say?" Yang Lavi asked his adjutant behind him.

The adjutant sighed: "The elders said... we shouldn't interfere in the matter of the three chaotic races attacking humanity."

"No interference?" Yang Lavi's voice rose three octaves. "The pigmen, ratmen, and goblins have finished off humanity, and now it's our turn! Do they think the three chaotic races will coexist peacefully with us?"

The adjutant gave a wry smile: "The elders say... the Eagle descendants have natural air superiority, so they can't attack."

Yang Lawei closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Then he took another breath.

He was afraid he wouldn't be able to stop himself from swearing.

If we can't get to the top, are we just going to spend our whole lives stuck here?

Fortunately, not everyone in this world is that stupid.

The Demon Bear Clan's Sun Devourer was quite lucid.

That guy is currently leading his troops to attack the goblins.

Why fight goblins?

Because Yang Lavie told the Sun Eater that the goblins were working on something called the "Doomsday Cannon." That thing was said to be able to flatten a city with a single shot.

Upon hearing this, Shi Ri couldn't sit still.

His idea was simple—this thing is good, let's take it!

If you can't take it, destroy it!

Thus, the Demon Bear Clan and the Goblins officially went to war.

But the battle situation... is not ideal.

Although the three chaotic races disliked each other internally, they were surprisingly united when facing external enemies. The pigmen sent a large number of high-ranking warriors to support the goblins, the ratmen harassed the demon bears from underground, and with the goblins' strange and wonderful engineering weapons, the demon bears, despite their bravery, could not gain much advantage.

Of course, the main reason is that there are too few players of the Demon Bear Clan!

Moreover, facing the level 199 and 299 troops of the defending side, they really didn't have many options in a short time, and the battle became increasingly stalemate.

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The first level of the Darklands: the Fungal Forest.

Lily crouched in the shadows, like a motionless statue.

Her gaze pierced through the dim, fungal light, fixed on the distant pigman patrol. Five pigmen, carrying blood-stained spears, their tusks gleaming pale in the gloomy glow of the underworld. The leader occasionally twitched its nose, sniffing the air.

Lily held her breath.

Her hands rested lightly on the shoulders of the three newcomers behind her, but with an undeniable pressure—don't move, don't make a sound, don't breathe.

The pig-man's nose twitched.

He pulled again.

Then, the leader waved his hand while cursing, and led the group away into another side road.

Lily waited for a minute.

Two minutes.

She only slowly released her grip and let out a long breath when the patrol's footsteps had completely disappeared.

It wasn't that she couldn't beat them, but that she didn't want to reveal Longcheng's location here.

She turned to look behind her—three trembling newcomers from the Dragon Kingdom, two men and one woman, the highest level being only twelve. Their equipment was the most basic beginner gear, their weapons were blank slates given to them by the system, and their eyes were filled with panic.

"Come with me. Keep quiet and don't make a sound."

The three newlyweds nodded vigorously.

This girl, who looks like a doll, is the only one still running around outside, a "madwoman" who specializes in rescuing newcomers.

She wanted no pay, no equipment, nothing at all.

She simply appeared, led people to the vicinity of Dragon City, and then disappeared.

No one knows why she did that.

Lily bent low, moving forward close to the edge of the cave. Her steps were light, as light as a cat's. The three newcomers followed suit, stumbling and falling behind.

The terrain of the Darklands is terrifyingly complex. Natural caves, spiderweb-like forks in the road, glowing fungus forests, bottomless chasms—without a guide, a newcomer would be doomed.

But Lily was adept at it, bypassing the tunnels dug by the ratmen, dodging the goblin patrols, and leading the three newcomers through the fungus forest.

When a huge stone wall appeared before her, Lily finally stopped and sent a message to Wang Mian.

A moment later, Lin Ying and Yin Qianyu appeared.