The two Infernals slowed down Ruling Sword's offensive, but as Fei Houzi and Weilan Haifeng returned to the battlefield with the Fel Reavers, the situation immediately returned to its original state.
They were going to lose!
Xiao Mo pinched the wrinkles between his eyebrows and sighed silently.
If he was given two more buffer periods, he would be able to integrate a new defensive force. By then, no matter who attacked, they wouldn't be as passive as they were now.
Lu Li didn't know what Xiao Mo was thinking. If he knew, he probably would have mocked him.
One club had six Strongholds. Did they really think that the game system didn't have macro-control? It was bound to weaken the power of the defending side and return the Stronghold War to a situation where the outcome was uncertain.
Victory!
Stranglethorn Vale had changed owners. Ruling Sword was the new owner of Stranglethorn Vale Stronghold.
The Stronghold that had already been built was taken away by The Capital of Glory. However, Ruling Sword gained the right to place an existing Stronghold in Stranglethorn Vale, or to build a new one.
Perhaps it was because of the pressure from Ruling Sword that the defensive strength of the other Strongholds was diluted. Blood Red War Flag finally recovered from The Capital of Glory and took back their first Stronghold in the Hillsbrad Hills. However, the second Stronghold was still in the hands of Gale Legion, so they didn't have the strength to take it back for a while.
As a result, The Capital of Glory's six Strongholds were only left with four. They had lost two Strongholds in one Stronghold war.
No one knew how Xiao Mo felt about this.
Drizzle Court and Ruling Sword's Strongholds were also attacked by many people, but they were all small to medium-sized clubs. They were blinded by the results of the matches and could only suffer a double loss in the end.
Majin Temple and Gods of Dusk worked together to occupy the Thousand Needles, but they only managed to hold on for two Stronghold wars. Azure Guard quickly reaped the rewards.
In any case, Azure Guard's strength was still there. Even if they didn't have a Stronghold for a while, everyone knew that they were bound to take one. It was just that they didn't know who the unlucky ones would be.
The Arathi Highlands, which Azure Guard had only occupied for one period last week, had returned to Constellation.
From Lu Li's professional perspective, it was obvious that there was something fishy going on. Otherwise, Azure Guard wouldn't need to defend a stronghold and still try their best to steal food from the tiger's mouth.
In this Stronghold War, Ruling Sword and Blood Red War Flag were the biggest winners.
Each of them had taken a stronghold from The Capital of Glory, and Blood Red War Flag had become a super club with multiple strongholds. The strongholds under their name were the number one stronghold in the Hillsbrad Hills and Desolace.
As a result, the question of who the Capital of Glory would take revenge on next week became a hot topic.
Those clubs that wanted to use Ruling Sword as a stepping stone also calmed down.
Lu Li was very disappointed. He wanted to stand on the tower of Stormwind City and shout, "I'm really easy to bully, come and hit me, come and hit me, ah …"
Someone came, but it wasn't to hit him, but to give him money. It was Wings of Dawn, who hadn't calmed down from his excitement.
"Hey, why didn't Elevenless come?" Lu Li asked casually as he sat cross-legged on the main seat. He was surprised that there was such a luxurious clubhouse in the game, but he was actually quite distressed. He had booked the place for four hours, plus the drinks, which had cost him tens of thousands of dollars.
"He doesn't want to see you. Let's get down to business. This is your first time receiving a guest today, right?" Dream 13 asked as he sat cross-legged opposite Lu Li.
"Hey, you're throwing a tantrum. Wait, why do I feel like something's wrong with what you're saying?" Lu Li pursed his lips and had the urge to shoot someone.
"Don't talk about those useless things. Give me a price. Stranglethorn Vale, how much is it?" Dream 13 waved his hand. "We're definitely taking this Stronghold."
Stranglethorn Vale was currently one of Dawnlight's largest Stronghold maps. It was rich in resources and had a beautiful environment. No matter what level everyone was, this place would never be too deserted. Zul 'gurub was a large Instance Dungeon that could drop mounts, which also ensured that there would be a continuous flow of people.
In a sense, it was even stronger than Grey Valley and the Black Sea Coast.
Unfortunately, Lu Li's ambition wasn't here. He was a man who hoped to occupy the Elven main city one day.
The Fel Reaver would be weakened sooner or later. It would either weaken its durability or weaken its destructive power. At the very least, it couldn't be used as a bug that could fight from the beginning. The rise of Ruling Sword broke the balance in Lu Li's memory, and the Fel Reaver played an even more exaggerated role.
The Infernal had been weakened, so how could the Fel Reaver be far behind?
The next update of the Stronghold war would make it even more difficult for the defending side. As such, keeping too many Strongholds was definitely not a good thing. Selling them became a relatively good choice for Lu Li.
As for who to sell them to, Wings of Dawn wasn't the only choice.
However, they were still the first choice.
The first was because Wings of Dawn currently didn't have a Stronghold. As a club that could defeat Ruling Sword on the competition stage, it would be unbecoming of them not to have a Stronghold.
The second was because Wings of Dawn had money. Dream 13 and Elevenless' own families were rich, and they had also absorbed many capital injections. Just based on money alone, they weren't inferior to The Capital of Glory.
The third was because Wings of Dawn wanted to go public, or rather, all of these established large clubs wanted to go public to make money.
If you didn't have a Stronghold under your name, how could the leeks believe in your strength? After all, most of the leeks were also playing the game Dawnlight.
As for the other candidates, Lu Li also sent out a message.
"200 million, plus 20% of the Stronghold's income from each period. This Stronghold is yours," Lu Li said with his signature smile.
"Who are you trying to trick? 200 million? You really dare to ask for it, and you also want the income from each subsequent period." Dream 13 jumped up in an exaggerated manner, pointing at Lu Li's nose and yelling, "Do you think you're holding a Stronghold made of gold?"
"I'm not buying …" Lu Li spat out the last word without changing his expression. "F * ck off ~"
"F * ck off, you win." Of course, Dream 13 wouldn't leave. He fell back to his seat, panting as he said, "But the price is too high. We have to talk. Come on, let's talk reason. Let's talk reason, okay?"
"In three minutes, Jade Flower Lover will come in. In thirteen minutes, Mowang Feng. Hehe, don't think that you're the only customer here," Lu Li reminded him.
"Okay, you have a lot of customers, and you're a red card. That's enough. You've got us, right?" Dream 13 had a headache. He knew that Lu Li was not trying to scare him. Jade Flower Lover and the others would definitely buy it.
"Yeah, who told you not to have a Stronghold?" Lu Li shrugged.
"200 million is acceptable, but 20% of the income is too much. We'll give you 250 million, and you give up the second condition. How about that?" Dream 13 had to seriously consider Lu Li's offer.
"300 million. That's the final price. Otherwise, forget it." Lu Li turned into an auntie in the market. He rolled up his sleeves and planned to fight 300 rounds with Dream 13.
"Okay, it's a deal." Dream 13 thought about it and nodded decisively.
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