Monsters Are Coming

With laughter accompanying, the United Battle Group in motion disbanded on the spot.

The Earth Thought Bully, who had already made battle preparations, decisively waved away the Sky Disaster City Wall generated in front of the Tower, retracting the surging Black Tide Energy.

As for why the Player Corps suddenly disbanded and left, he didn’t want to know the answer.

Dumb players, whatever, better if they don’t come.

Damn you!

...

Senluo Forest Realm.

Boom!

Accompanied by the deafening wail, the massive Rift Valley Giant Beast collapsed like a mountain, its head crashing to the ground, causing a sudden tremor.

At this moment, "Qing Guang," the leader of Frost Language Temple, slowly descended from the blood rain in the sky, standing steadily on the twitching head of the giant beast.

She waved away the scalding beast blood on her longsword, her crimson cloak flapping wildly in the wind, overlooking the guild members standing solemnly below. Her cold voice spread through the guild channel into every player’s mind:

"You’ve all heard the event prompt, right? The opportunity to prove our ability has come. Everyone says that the Divine Hall Guild is invincible, but I disagree. Back in the Land of Sin, our Frost Language Guild ranked above Divine Hall, and Monster World will be no different. They just have an early advantage. Now the opportunity is here."

She raised her longsword high, the blade reflecting a blinding light under the intertwining starlight and blood color:

"This battle is not for vain glory, but to declare that the legend of Frost Language Guild will continue in Monster World. We will forge our own dynasty in Monster World with our opponents’ defeat and crush them!"

"Crush them!"

Below, countless blades and magic wands were raised simultaneously, the burning War Intent forming a tangible wave of sound, soaring into the sky.

Colorful Mist Coast, Bright Star Sea Area.

"Lei Di," the leader of Thunder Dance Guild, stood on a sailing vehicle, wild lightning leaping across his strong arms. Behind him were tens of thousands of players riding surfboards in pursuit.

Listening to the clamor of various guilds on the world channel, Lei Di spat disdainfully, his voice exploding in the guild channel:

"Rankings? Rankings won by mere talk, I can shatter with a single punch."

His fist, like a giant hammer, collided, emitting a deafening impact. Then he said in a deep voice in the guild channel:

"Listen up, everyone. All of you, be prepared. Quickly clear and enhance with sacrificial power, convert it all into strength. See you in the arena tomorrow. We are currently the strongest guild of the Night Demon Clan, but our goal is to become the strongest guild in the Player Faction. Do you have confidence?"

"Roar!"

In the savage, frenzied shouts, the members of Thunder Guild dispersed in place following the leader, preparing to head to Imperial Tomb Village to sign up for the competition.

Fallen Star Sea Area, Cloud Sea Sky.

Countless players with pure white wings on their backs floated amidst the clouds, their wings shimmering with energy under the sunlight.

"Cang Qiong," the leader, unfolded his immense white Light Wings, his resonant voice echoing in the guild channel:

"Brothers, since the day our Sky Dome Wings was formed, there has been only one goal: conquer all heights and stand at the peak of the Player Faction. The Peak of the Stars event is an opportunity to let all players remember that the strongest blade comes from the sky."

"For Tianyu." Thunderous roars accompanied by wing beats echoed between the clouds.

Sand-breaking Spear, Scorching Sun Gobi.

Hot winds swept up sand, striking the fortress walls formed by Damage-taking Stream players, making a crackling sound.

Amidst the swirling dust, a horde of monsters consisting of tens of thousands of Sand Fury Scorpions and Rock Elements surged toward the player battle formation, their shells’ friction and the rumble of rolling boulders growing increasingly distinct to the players’ ears.

"Giant Rock," the leader, stood atop the wall, his mighty frame silhouetted like a mountain in the sun.

He said nothing, merely raised his right fist silently.

Instantly, the "advance" symbol command appeared in all players’ minds through a plugin.

Roar!

Streaks of augmentation streamed in from behind.

The members of Giant Statue Guild began advancing with an orderly pace.

The instant the monster tide collided with the player array with a mighty crash.

"Press forward, push through!"

The leader’s roar reverberated in every player’s mind.

All Damage Taker players released a roar simultaneously.

Leading the charge, Giant Rock smashed his fist onto the head of a Sand Fury Scorpion. Gang Qi burst through, and at the moment of impact, his right arm turned black, shattering the scorpion’s shell, sending its enormous insect body hurtling backward, knocking down three or four monsters behind it.

The strike concluded in less than a second, and the stone-statue ghost trait instantly retracted, returning his arm to its original color.

Members behind him also activated Petrification this moment, transforming into Rocks, forcibly withstanding the monster’s impact.

The combat style of Giant Statue Guild was imbued with rhythm.

Petrification, cancellation, petrification, cancellation... repeated use.

This battle mode seemed simple yet carried a suffocating sense of oppression.

Every step forward was as steady as a rock, gradually crushing and overwhelming the frenzied monster horde.

The battle ended swiftly.

On the yellow sand, only shattered monster remains were left, turning into wisps of mist.

The members of Giant Statue Guild were covered in sand but remained steadfast, their eyes resolute.

At this moment, their gaze turned toward the leader: Giant Rock.

Now, Giant Rock stood at the center of the battlefield, the dissolving corpse of the Sand Fury Scorpion Lord at his feet.

He scanned his blood-soaked comrades nearby and spoke in a hoarse voice:

"You’ve all heard the event prompt. Now everyone, return to the village and convert the stored sacrificial power into combat strength. The upcoming challenge is far tougher than slaughtering hordes of monsters. The opportunity to make a name has arrived, and whether we can grasp it depends on if we have the strength to match."

With that said, Giant Rock clenched his fist and struck his chest heavily.

Without a resounding response, all members silently tightened their grip on their weapons, striking their chests with their fists.

The dull thud echoed like war drums across the Gobi, more stirring than any shout.

...

The opening of the guild tournament "Peak of the Stars" instantly ignited the Player Faction.

Besides the Player Forum being flooded with massive threads of discussion, the internal channels of major guilds were overwhelmed with intense War Intent.

The world channel was filled with recruitment declarations and shout-outs from major guilds, and the prices of control flow pets and enhancement materials in the Trading House skyrocketed.

Even offline social media was rapidly seized by related topics.

#PeakOfTheStars# and #FirstGuildTournament# swiftly climbed hot search lists.

In no time, from the sky to the deep sea, from forests to Gobi deserts, from Monster World to real-world news... all guilds in the Player Faction aspiring for the peak were mobilized.

Imperial Tomb Village is about to witness an earth-shattering collision that will sweep all race players.