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

"You know what?" Matt took a half step forward, her voice rising as if to bolster her courage, "From the day you kicked me out of Azure Town, I've been waiting for this day! In your eyes, I'm just a clown, an insignificant traitor. So I'll make sure you remember—I am the ultimate victor!"

His voice grew louder and screech, until it was almost a scream.

Liu Nian looked at him and calmly asked, "Is that so? The victor? You call annihilating all your former compatriots a victory? Then what have you won?"

Matt was silent for a moment, his expression as if he were choked by something; his mouth opened and closed again. Then, he suddenly screamed hysterically, "I don't care! I won! I just wanted to win!!"

The sound echoed over the ruins of Forgefire Fortress, sharp and piercing, so much so that even a few demon soldiers standing in the distance couldn't help but turn around and glance back.

Boeglas laughed loudly, "I greatly admire this little fellow! His cruelty is shocking even to demons!" He brandished his flaming whip, "A creature like him, sacrificing his entire race and living only for himself, deserves to be promoted to an even more wicked demon prince!"

Liu Nian sneered, "Now I believe there really are born bad seeds. But I still have to remind you, this guy first betrayed his own kind to join the ratmen, then quickly betrayed and sold out the ratmen, and now he's joined you... Heh, what I want to say is, if he can betray even his own kind, how do you know he won't betray you one day?"

Liu Nian's words were clearly meant to sow discord. He knew that a few words couldn't change anything, but it was good to make Matt's life difficult!

Although he can't do anything about Matt now, it doesn't mean he won't be able to in the future!

Matt, that scumbag, will be completely wiped out sooner or later!

Liu Nian's words were like a thorn, piercing Matt's heart.

His expression shifted repeatedly, his lips trembled, and he wanted to refute, but didn't know what to say. Because every word Liu Nian said was true—he had indeed betrayed his own people, betrayed the ratmen, and now stood on the side of the demons.

What do you call this? You call this a traitor who serves three masters!

Boegelas didn't take it seriously. He laughed heartily and cracked his flaming whip in the air.

"Little fellow, you're quite the sower." It lowered its head, its eyes, burning with dark purple flames, fixed on Liu Nian. "But I never worry about betrayal, because I'm strong enough!! Before I'm stronger than him, he wouldn't dare betray me. And I will never let him be stronger than me! Ahahaha!"

Its voice carried a sense of self-righteous arrogance.

"This is the difference in power. If you're weak, you can only kneel. If you're strong, you can make everyone kneel. It's a very simple principle, isn't it?"

Liu Nian curled his lip, thinking to himself, "Was I not as strong as this guy back then? Heh, what a joke, your logic doesn't make sense at all. He doesn't need to be stronger than you, he just needs to find a master who is stronger than you."

"Really? I hope you won't regret it."

Liu Nian stood there, his gaze shifting from Fergus to the imposing frost dragons and the densely packed demon army, muttering to himself, "You think you've won? You're underestimating me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of light appeared.

Liu Nian's figure disappeared from the spot; he returned directly to Longcheng.

Fergus narrowed its eyes as it stared at the empty ground. It raised its flaming whip, sniffed the air, and then let out a low, sneer.

"You're pretty fast! But... if you can run that fast, can your city keep up?"

Lie Lin gritted his teeth, a hint of resentment flashing in his vertical pupils: "He can't escape. The ancestral land is only so big, where can he run to?"

Matt's face no longer showed any abnormality, but a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes:

"His city is here, his people are here, everything he cares about is here. We'll attack his city, kill his people, slaughter his NPCs. Let's see how long he can endure this!"

Fergus was in no hurry to strike at the heart of the enemy; it wanted to slowly savor their pain, turning this place into an abyss inch by inch! Letting the enemy fully and persistently feel the pain and despair of helplessness!

It's like watching someone being eaten away bit by bit, starting from their feet, without being able to resist! That's its favorite trick!

As it raised its flaming whip, twenty-three frost dragons simultaneously spread their wings, casting a shadow that blotted out the sky over the ruins of Forgefire Keep. The frost dragons roared to the heavens, their icy breath gushing from the depths of their throats, condensing into fine ice crystals in the air, like the prelude to a blizzard.

The demon army surged out of the city like a dark purple tide.

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Dragon City, Council Hall.

When Liu Nian returned, Wu Zhan, Wang Mian, Wang Mu, Yun Xiangrong... and the core members were already waiting inside.

Everyone looked solemn, the scene was like attending a funeral, the air was so heavy you could wring water out of it.

The news had already spread—the City of Exile had fallen, the Rust Dynasty was besieged by fire elementals, Forgefire Fortress had become a demon's lair, and a level 999 eternal demon had descended with twenty-three level 999 frost dragons.

They had just captured Nahe City when they heard this terrible news!

If a level 199 Pharaoh is so hard to kill, imagine how difficult it would be to kill a level 999 Eternal Boss!

This news was like a bucket of ice water poured on hot coals, sizzling and steaming, chilling everyone in the guild to the bone.

"Everyone knows the situation," Liu Nian said succinctly, avoiding unnecessary details. "I won't repeat it. The question now is, how do we proceed?"

The council chamber was silent. Everyone was making their own decisions, but no one was willing to be the first to speak—because speaking meant admitting a fact that no one wanted to face.

After a long silence, Wu Zhan was the first to speak, his voice lacking its usual nonchalance: "A head-on fight is not a wise move. I feel... we should give up here."

Upon hearing this, everyone's hearts sank, but no one voiced any objection.

Because this enemy is truly a game-changer, with max-level players rampaging through the newbie village, what can you possibly fight back with?

A level 999 Eternal Demon, twenty-three level 999 Frost Dragons, and an army of countless level 400+ Abyss Demons—this lineup is so formidable that even if all the players in the entire Abyss Realm were brought here, let alone their tens of thousands of players, they still couldn't defeat them!

Seeing that everyone's faces were somber and no one spoke, Liu Nian said, "I think so too. So what we need to discuss right now is not how to defend, but how to retreat."

Even when retreating, we can't just teleport away all at once; we have to leave in an orderly manner.

"Where to retreat to?" Yun Xiangrong asked, frowning.