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

Yun Xiangrong asked, "So, there are some places that are temporarily closed to newly joined members? For example, the floating city?"

Liu Nian thought for a moment: "Some non-core areas of the floating city can be opened. The city itself is a mobile fortress, and it is currently in the Netherworld. What I mean is that all three cities in the Netherworld can be opened to all players."

"What about Dragon City?" Wu Zhan asked.

"Dragon City is not open." Liu Nian's tone was firm. "Dragon City is located within the competition zone and is of great importance. The members of the secondary guilds are mainly of other races, and I don't want them to leak too much information about the competition zone. Dragon City is only open to members of the Divine Dragon Guild."

On this point, no one had any objection.

"Although we recruit other players, the main players will still be from the Shenlong Guild, and that will not change."

Taking this opportunity, Liu Nian also assigned territories of responsibility to the various races currently under the Divine Dragon Guild.

For example, the floating city is dominated by the Abe Bees, because the Honeybee people are integrated with the floating city, and it is most appropriate for them to be responsible for the safety of the floating city.

Secondly, move Mosh and the troll players to Graystone Castle, along with most of the bear players and a small number of dragonborn.

As for the original outpost of the Savage Fortress, it was handed over to Devourer of the Sun and a small number of Demon Bear Clan players, since Devourer of the Sun himself often played in the Savage Arena and would spend most of his time in the Savage Fortress if nothing unexpected happened.

The Temple of Eternal Slumber became the main stronghold of the ascended dragon descendants. The place itself is not large, unlike ordinary cities, but the area of ​​influence it controls is actually very large, making it more suitable for players with strong individual combat power.

As for Dragon City, it is mainly managed by the warriors, the original human vassals of Blue Star (Yejielina's War Bear Guild), and the players who have not yet been promoted.

Liu Nian remembered that he also had an eternal-level [Ancestral Land Ascension] gem, which he also handed over to Wu Zhan.

After the discussion, Kal'tsit asked, "What should we call the minor guilds, and how many should we create?"

"As for the name, it'll probably start with the character 'dragon.' As for how many to create..." Liu Nian thought for a moment, "Let's start with one and test the waters."

That was settled for now. Liu Nian continued, "The second matter is the establishment of a guild alliance. Skylock is organizing a guild alliance to fight against the Pharaoh's forces and has invited our Divine Dragon Guild to participate." He paused, "Not just us. Several other guilds from the top ten have also received invitations, as well as some strong lone wolf players."

Yun Xiangrong frowned: "Skellerok? Number one on the power ranking? The one you shut down in the channel last time?"

"Yes," Liu Nian said, "it's him."

Devourer of the Sun snorted: "Is this guy trying to use this opportunity to consolidate his power, become the alliance leader, and use us as cannon fodder?"

"Not necessarily." Wang Mian opened his journal. "I've investigated Skylock's background. Although he's assertive, he's objective and doesn't hold people hostage. He's been operating in Ovitan for many years and has a high reputation. More importantly—he should have broken through to level 199 long ago, but he hasn't left."

"Why?" everyone asked curiously.

"Because there's a very strong guy in the neighboring Sin Realm," Wang Mian said seriously. "Skylock is worried that if a war breaks out between the two realms, without him to restrain that guy, the Naraku Realm might be utterly defeated. So, he's been stuck at level 199 and hasn't broken through."

The meeting room fell silent for a moment.

Wu Zhan slowly spoke: "If that's the case, then this person is worthy of respect."

Everyone glanced at Wu Zhan; in fact, Wu Zhan and he were the same kind of people.

Liu Nian nodded: "So, I think I can participate in the alliance. But we need to discuss the specific conditions when we meet tomorrow."

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The next day, in the city of Ottawayne.

The morning sunlight filtered through the gaps in the magic dome, bathing the upside-down city in a pale gold hue.

Pedestrians were already on the streets, the tavern owner was wiping tables, the blacksmith's hammer clattered, and the teleportation array flashed incessantly.

The news of the Pharaoh's army's advance did not plunge the city into panic; instead, it sparked a strange excitement—danger and opportunity always coexist, a fact that the players of the Abyss knew better than anyone.

On the third floor of the Adventurers' Guild, there is a huge conference room.

This conference room is specifically prepared for discussing confidential matters and is rarely used. At this moment, the heavy oak door is tightly closed, and the four corners of the room are inlaid with golden rune arrays—soundproofing arrays to prevent the meeting from being eavesdropped on.

The moment Liu Nian pushed open the door, the hinges made a low creaking sound.

He led two members of the Divine Dragon Guild—Wu Zhan and Wang Mian—into the room, where dozens of people were already seated around a round table.

A round table—perhaps no one notices this detail.

Originally, there was a rectangular table here, but Skylock felt that the rectangular table gave too strong a sense of hierarchy, so he simply changed it to a round table.

"Since everyone is treated equally around a round table, there's no need to feel resentful over a seat."

True leaders are leaders no matter where they sit. Round tables don't make the weak stronger; they only make the strong appear more humble.

When Liu Nian walked in with Wu Zhan and Wang Mian, Skylock stood up.

This was the first time Liu Nian had met Skylock in person.

This god-demon descendant is nearly three meters tall; even sitting in a chair, he is taller than an average person standing.

His entire body was covered in silver-gray scales. The scales were not large, but each one looked like a carefully polished piece of metal, with dark gold patterns slowly flowing around its edges, which was the overflow of bloodline energy.

Six dark golden eyes were positioned on either side of his face, with fine arcs of electricity flickering in his pupils. With each blink, the arcs would dart out like snakes.

He wore a full suit of golden armor covered in thorns, which were real metal spikes that grew densely from the surface of the armor, making him look both sacred and ferocious.

This is a figure who makes people afraid to breathe loudly just by standing there.

"President Liu Nian," Skylock said, his voice magnetic, "Welcome, please take a seat."

Liu Nian looked at him and nodded, which was considered a greeting.

If it weren't for the three pairs of eyes on his face that made him look a little dizzy, this guy would actually be quite handsome, with an androgynous face.

The two did not shake hands, exchange pleasantries, or even make eye contact.

The other people present had various expressions.

Some people showed disappointment; they had been looking forward to a fierce battle, a clash between two top-tier fighters! But nothing happened between the two.

While some were disappointed, others breathed a sigh of relief. If these two had fought, today's meeting would not only have ended abruptly, but unpredictable risks might have also arisen in the matter of confronting the Pharaoh.

Of course, some people showed curious expressions, their eyes scanning Liu Nian, trying to read something from that young face.