"What the hell? Who’s the fucker who attacked my men!?"

Roaming Dragon swore while riding to the exit of Frostbone Ridge with Coldmoon Rose. He was followed by seven to eight hundred experts. Although Purgatory Mad Dragon still had a lot of men, all of them were still shaking from Little Piglet’s rampage.

A lifeless Inconstant crashed heavily against the ground. His soul departed his body as a ball of white light.

A huge party of red players were standing about dozens of yards away from him. They had cavalrymen, archers, mages, priests and more, and they all wore the same emblem on their arms.

……

"Fuck!"

Roaming Dragon clenched his teeth tightly. "Why is Dark Mercenaries here?"

Wang Dongliang shuddered atop his horse. "Oh shit, this is bad. Was Little Piglet in cahoots with Dark Mercenaries from the start?"

Meanwhile, Warsky, Candlelight Shadow, Blue Sky Scar and more had finally arrived at the scene. We, Snowy Cathaya and Blazing Hot Lips had arrived as well. The elites of the China server and Dark Mercenaries were several hundred meters apart, and standing in the middle was Little Piglet; bloody, tattered and alone besides his pet,...