Monsters Are Coming

Every row of Shields overlapped with the next, and lances of Light Spear rose from the gaps, like a steel hedgehog erupting from the ground in an instant.

At the center of the formation, the Support’s Domain aura flared, shrouding the entire formation, putting on an Absolute Defense posture of "immovable as a mountain, touch it and die."

Once the war kicked off, no matter how the enemy bombarded them, the Giant Statue Guild’s formation remained rock solid.

In the end, Chairman Giant Rock caught the delay in the enemy Output rhythm. With a single command, the "steel hedgehog" instantly turned into a charging Siege Hammer, ending the match in one blow.

Black Stone desert battlefield.

Low-pressing dark clouds, thunder and lightning raging.

The charred ground was torn open by the constant bolts of lightning into countless bottomless fissures.

Scorching steam and purple dust spewed from underground, weaving into poisonous miasma in midair, while ball-shaped lightning kept jumping and exploding chaotically between the drooping dark clouds and the jagged black earth.

After entering the field, all members of the Ten Thousand Laws Guild, following a command from the Chairman, lifted off the ground, and a Magic Array learned from Life Throat lit up beneath their feet.

Chairman "Sage" floated at the center of the formation, hands raised in a loose cradle, multicolored Elemental Light Balls slowly orbiting around him.

Behind him, members were divided by Element attribute zones: heat waves around the Flame Mages warped the air, Frost gathered under the feet of the Ice Mages, electric arcs danced at the hair tips of Storm Mages, and rock fragments floated beside Earth Mages... the entire guild simultaneously unleashed an elemental spectacle, the Heaven and Earth Elements in front of them docile as sheep...

On every major battlefield, intense fighting erupted at this very moment.

Steel torrents crashed together in the Magma Mountain Range, Light-arrows poured down like a rainstorm on the Thousand Mountains Battlefield, and streaks of Blood Light flared in the shadows of the Dark Night Forest... the Peak of the Stars championship officially opened amid earth-shaking slaughter.

Through the livestream footage, these mighty guilds with wildly different styles shone like the brightest Stars in the night sky.

Together, they formed the glorious prologue of the "Peak of the Stars" war.

The dragon-tiger clash also ignited the passion of spectators inside and outside the game.

Every player had a team they wanted to support, sending barrage messages to cheer them on.

While the big-name guilds were crushing their opponents with Absolute Defense strength, many Warbands far smaller than the top guilds were also delivering eye-catching performances.

Broken Canyon battlefield, a Warband guild named "Gang Sword" finished matchmaking and entered the field.

As soon as the scene in front of them came into focus, the Chairman and unified command "Gang Po" activated Eagle-headed Demon Perception and the Brain Overclocking Attribute.

The Perception View spread out from him like a falcon, radiating in all directions.

In his mind, a constantly expanding picture of the battlefield was sketched out.

The terrain of Shattering Canyon was complex: a narrow corridor in the center, with high ground on both sides covered in rubble and caves.

Their opponents, the "Shadow Dance" guild, had their random spawn point at the other end of the canyon.

After gathering environmental intel through Perception, Gang Po decisively spoke in a deep voice:

"Judging from their movement path, they’re trying to occupy the high ground on both sides. They’re probably planning to use the shadows and caves to harass us, split us up, and encircle and wipe us out."

Once he gave the analysis, Gang Po immediately issued orders:

"All units, listen up. Give up contesting the high ground. We’re not playing hide-and-seek with them."

"First Battalion, Heavy Hammer leads. Form a wedge formation, target the central canyon corridor, full-speed assault, smash through their forward defense line!"

"Second Battalion, Sharp Claw leads. Break into smaller elements, operate by squads, advance in parallel along both ridge lines on the sides, carry out herding harassment. Use your Speed advantage to drive the rats out of their holes, and don’t let them Output comfortably."

"Third Battalion, Solid Wall leads. Deploy in echelons, cover the front-line Damage Takers, and cut off the Assassin Team trying to launch a surprise strike on us."

"Move out!"

With the command given, the three-thousand-strong Warband spun up like precision gears, instantly moving at high speed.

The warriors of the Damage Absorption Team let out earth-shaking roars, bare-chested, like iron Heavy Hammers, ignoring the Elemental Energy blasting in from both sides as they launched a death charge toward the canyon corridor.

They simply did not give Shadow Dance the time to set up calmly.

Almost simultaneously, the archers and assassins of the Gang Sword Battle Group, fifty to a squad, swept along the rugged ridgelines like agile wolf packs, rapidly weaving through.

They began executing the herding and harassment mission, disrupting the enemy’s war tempo.

Behind them, the Magic players started coordinating targeted kills on the enemy Warband’s high-Output units, as Gang Po’s Mark signals lit up across the map one by one.

The Chairman of Shadow Dance was clearly a bit stunned.

He had imagined many possible tactics, yet right from the opening he ran into a brutal frontal impact.

The war mode was quickly rewritten.

𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Damage-taking warriors from both sides collided ferociously in the central corridor, while buff traits rained down on their own Damage Takers.

In a frontal clash, comparing strength is simple.

Whichever side’s Damage-bearing Stream Players are stronger—that side’s formation doesn’t break.

Relying on the violent shock of the Damage Absorption Team, Shadow Dance’s front line hadn’t even fully formed before being completely smashed apart by the Gang Sword Guild.

The ranged players on both wings were chased into a panicked scurry by the assassins and archers of the Gang Sword Battle Group, unable to form any effective containment at all.

Throughout the entire push, there were no flashy solo plays, only highly efficient coordination under absolute obedience to orders.

The Gang Sword Battle Group was like a red-hot war Sword slicing through butter, Tearing apart Shadow Dance’s entire tactical system.

Just as the Gang Sword Battle Group’s charge was about to reach them, the eyes of Shadow Mist’s Chairman "Ying Lin" flashed with a hint of ruthless resolve.

"Watch my Mark position, build a Magic Tower defensive line, Third Battalion warriors switch to Damage Taker, take it all."