"Why are there so many Demon patrol corpses here?"
"What's going on here?"
"Could it be that these demon patrols were all killed by those people?"
…
Wind Tooth's members were both curious and frightened as they looked at the Demon corpses littering the ground.
The Demon patrol squads were the Burning Forest's main defensive line. Even in total, there should only be around 10,000 Demon patrol squads, yet over a thousand had died on their way here.
That was one-tenth of the Burning Forest's defensive force …
"Commander, I have a situation here!" a masked Tier 3 Assassin suddenly shouted through the team chat.
As soon as the Tier 3 Assassin finished speaking, Wind Tooth's members tensed. Regretful Wind hurried over to the Tier 3 Assassin's side.
Corpses littered the forest the Tier 3 Assassin resided in. None of these corpses showed signs of a battle, and some of them hadn't even touched their weapons or equipment. Moreover, there were over 200 corpses lying on the ground.
Judging by the neat formation of these players, it was as if death had suddenly befallen them as they advanced through the forest. In fact, these players hadn't even had time to react before everything was over.
However, when Regretful Wind saw the several Tier 3 experts lying among the corpses, his expression turned grim.
"How did Fog Ghost's members all die here?" Regretful Wind looked at the team of over a hundred people, his heart filled with confusion. Just what is going on here?
The Fog Ghost adventurer team was one of the more famous medium-sized adventurer teams in Demon City. Although the adventurer team only had less than 2,000 members, it had over 30 Tier 3 experts, including one Viscount and ten Barons.
Even Windtooth's adventurer team would have trouble dealing with such a monster.
Yet, Fog Ghost's main force members had died here. They hadn't even put up a fight. It was unbelievable.
"Commander, Fog Ghost's commander, Seven Constellations, isn't among these corpses," the Tier 3 Assassin reported after looking around.
"He's not here?" Regretful Wind asked, taking a closer look.
In the end, just as the masked Assassin had said, Seven Constellations, the commander of the team, wasn't among them. Regretful Wind breathed a sigh of relief.
Seven Constellations was Fog Ghost's only Demon Viscount, and he ranked among the top ten Assassins in Demon City. Even Shi Feng would have a hard time killing the Swordsman.
If he really died here suddenly and without a sound, it would be too terrifying.
"However, there are traces of battle here. It's very likely that it was left behind by Qi Constellations and the others." The masked Assassin looked at the nearby fallen trees. These trees, which would've required several people to hug, had been cleaved in half. There was still a rich aura of life lingering on them.
"It seems that the battle hasn't been going on for long. Fog Ghost's members must have come into contact with those people. Moreover, they should still be fighting Seven Constellations." Regretful Wind glanced at the trees that had been cut down and said, "Immediately inform everyone that we will no longer hide and will chase after them!"
"Understood!" The masked Assassin nodded. Hurriedly, he notified the rest of the team.
For a time, Wind Tooth's 1,000-plus members dashed toward the battle's aura, no longer bothering to conceal themselves.
However, before Wind Tooth's members could run for long, several teams of players emerged from the other side of the forest. There were over 4,000 players, and the sight of these players made Wind Tooth's members nervous.
"Old Wind, I didn't think that you'd be so fast," a woman with a pair of blue, dark-skinned women said. The leader of this group of 4,000 was a wild woman with two dark blue axes on her back. She looked at Regretful Wind and smiled.
"This is interesting. Demon City's top three adventurer teams have actually gathered. This is only the second time we've seen such a gathering after the battle with the Super Guild Battle Wolves," an imposing man carrying an ancient bow on his back said, smiling.
Hearing these two people's words, Wind Tooth's members breathed a sigh of relief.
These two people were none other than the commanders of Crimson Sand and Evernight, two of Demon City's top three adventurer teams. They were also old acquaintances of Wind Tooth.
"Indeed. The last time our top three adventurer teams worked together was to compete for territory in the city with Demon's Heart," Regretful Wind said, chuckling as he stopped to look at the two men. "So, how should we split the loot?"
Regretful Wind was very familiar with these two people. Since they had run into each other, Wind Tooth couldn't possibly monopolize the loot.
However, this also eased their burden. After all, a force capable of annihilating an adventurer team like Fog Ghost in an instant was not to be underestimated. Even if Wind Tooth fought, it would most likely suffer heavy losses.
However, if their top three adventurer teams worked together, they would undoubtedly reduce their losses and maximize their profits.
"Enough talk. We'll split the loot equally. You should have some objections, right?" the bow-wielding Evernight commander said, smiling helplessly.
Flame Feather, Crimson Sand's commander, nodded in agreement.
"Alright. At that time, we won't have to fight over the loot. We'll just divide the loot among ourselves," Regretful Wind said without hesitation.
If the three adventurer teams split the loot based on their individual strengths, they'd definitely fall into chaos. They wouldn't be able to exhibit their full combat power. In fact, they might even weaken each other. The losses outweighed the gains. It was better to split the loot equally, maximizing their combat power.
As for suffering a loss, none of the three adventurer teams would think that way.
After all, their top three adventurer teams were roughly equal in strength. Each adventurer team had three or four Viscounts, 20 or 30 Barons, and around 80 Tier 3 experts.
"Alright, it's settled, then. When we encounter that rumored monster, I'll hold him back. Old Wind and Smile, you two support me from the side," Flame Feather said.
Regretful Wind was one of Demon City's top three Elementalists. He was even publicly acknowledged to be one of the top ten players on the overall ranking list. As for Helpless Smile, he wasn't any weaker. Although he wasn't as strong as Regretful Wind, he was still one of the top 15 experts. In terms of support attacks, he even ranked among the top five.
"That won't be a problem."
Regretful Wind and Helpless Smile had no objections to Flame Feather's arrangement.
Among the top three adventurer teams, everyone would say that Flame Feather was the strongest melee player. She was also the only 3-star Viscount among the top three adventurer teams. She was only one step away from becoming a Count.
Shortly after the three adventurer team commanders finished discussing their cooperation, a commotion and explosions came from a nearby forest.
Immediately, the top three adventurer teams' members swarmed toward the source of the commotion.
After covering a distance of 600 meters, a loud explosion rang out from a nearby burning forest.
Boom!
In the next moment, a figure flew forward like a cannonball, crashing into a tree less than 100 yards away from Regretful Wind and the others. The tree instantly toppled, and the figure collapsed to the ground. The aura the figure exuded was even stronger than that of a Grand Lord of the same level. Only, the figure's HP rapidly decreased, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop it.
"Seven Constellations?!" Regretful Wind's expression darkened when he saw the figure.
Meanwhile, Flame Feather and Helpless Smile wore grim expressions as they watched the battle. They were familiar with Seven Constellations and knew his strength very well.
After all, there were only so many Viscount experts in Demon City. They knew each other's strengths very well.
And yet, Seven Constellations, a Demon Viscount, had suffered a crushing defeat. He hadn't even been able to escape. It was easy to imagine how strong his opponent was.
"Monster … Run … Run …" Seven Constellations struggled to speak when he saw the top three adventurer teams' members a short distance away.
However, before Seven Constellations could finish speaking, his HP fell to zero. His eyes closed, and he collapsed …
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