As someone who prioritizes killing others, I'm forced to stream a death game.

When the time in block p7 reached 30 minutes, everyone in the maze within the domain was teleported out.

Because the forces that entered the system all held the same number of nodes.

Therefore, this game ended in a draw.

Block p7 remains in a "neutral" state and has not been occupied.

And then it entered a three-day cooldown period.

Upon seeing this result, Zhou Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at Chen Yang, who had been teleported out, and praised him, "Well done."

"I have successfully completed my mission," Chen Yang replied with a serious expression.

After a brief moment of relaxation, Zhou Lan's expression turned grim: "Report on the battle losses."

"Yes." Chen Yang nodded, then said, "Our P7 members have lost nearly three hundred men! Our P6 members have also lost two hundred men. As for the monsters... almost all of them have been wiped out."

Chen Yang's tone was heavy.

It made the surrounding air feel much more oppressive.

"Did all three who went in to provide support also die in battle?" Zhou Lan asked incredulously.

"Yes, Brother Zhou, they've all died in battle." Chen Yang nodded, his face filled with grief. "The enemy was clearly well-prepared, but it's all my fault for poor command! Please punish me, Brother Zhou!"

"..." Zhou Lan's face was gloomy, but he still said, "This is not a problem that can be solved by your command alone. At least you did hold P7. Take the rest of the brothers and hold this place. I need to report the situation here."

"Yes!"

After turning around and walking out, Zhou Lan's expression was no longer as composed as before.

Spicy balls!

After hearing Chen Yang's report on the battle losses, only two words remained in Zhou Lan's mind.

no doubt.

The battle losses brought by Chen Yang far exceeded the limits he could accept!

but.

Chen Yang did indeed hold P7—a task that was extremely difficult given the massive losses suffered!

Therefore, Zhou Lan did not reprimand Chen Yang in public.

She just cursed Chen Yang from head to toe in her mind.

But I feel deeply helpless.

He couldn't even imagine Sun Yujie's expression after he reported the situation.

Even so, he wouldn't dare to keep it a secret.

If he dares to keep it a secret, his head will be hanging on the flagpole in ten minutes.

Therefore, after finding a quiet, private room, Zhou Lan truthfully reported the battle situation in the p7 block to Sun Yujie.

After hearing this, Sun Yujie's already unpleasant expression didn't change much.

He simply asked calmly, "Do you know how many P7 members there are in the gang right now?"

"...No, I don't know..."

Sun Yujie stretched out his hand and held up five fingers. "There are only 500 P7s left in the guild who are still alive and capable of fighting! Your battle has directly wiped out nearly half of our manpower! And we still have to fight three more blocks! Do you know what that means?"

Zhou Lan was immediately drenched in sweat. Although he wasn't scolded, an even heavier pressure fell on him.

Five hundred P7s, tasked with attacking three blocks?

What's the difference between this and handing over all three blocks to someone else?

If they fight the next battle with this configuration, the Skybreaker Gang won't even get a drop of soup in the next three blocks!

However, if the battle for the lower three districts is lost.

Unless the Sky-Piercing Gang can take down all four districts in a row!

Otherwise, this third beacon tower will forever remain out of reach of the Sky Tower gang!

This is only considering the Golden Crow Group!

The East District 1 isn't just home to second-rate powers!

Feeling his shoulders about to collapse under the weight, Zhou Lan could only hurriedly defend himself: "Brother Sun, this sudden attack was well-prepared by the Golden Crow Group. Plus, they deployed more in-game individuals than I could immediately deploy. This... I..."

"So that's your reason?"

"No, I just—"

"Alright." Sun Yujie waved his hand, suppressing the anger that was about to explode inside him. "I'll settle this with you later. Take your men and go to the p6p5 block for reinforcement. Keep a close eye on things!"

"Yes!"

After hanging up with Zhou Lan, Sun Yujie closed her eyes, leaned back, and let out a long breath.

Then he contacted Pi Xinjie and gave a brief report on the situation of Wulitang.

After listening, Pi Xinjie said, "We can't take down Beacon Tower No. 3 by relying solely on the Upper Fourth District."

He stated this conclusion with absolute certainty.

“However, we cannot afford not to take this beacon tower,” Sun Yu replied. “The Golden Crow Group is already more powerful than us. If they get the second beacon tower, it will be no different from a slow death for us!”

A beacon tower is the foundation upon which a power stands.

This is also the core difference between second-rate and third-rate.

Only by taking down the Beacon Tower can they obtain the magical artifacts and tricks produced by the special shop and gain the qualification to enter the Tower of Imprisonment!

even!

The entire organization's revenue depends on the beacon tower!

The more beacon towers you have, the more people you can support!

Only then can the organization further expand its scale!

Only with a large number of strong individuals can there be more!

This is equivalent to the upper limit of a power!

Once you've secured it, you can continue to expand and grow stronger.

If you can't take it, you can only cower and be crushed little by little by the ever-growing power next to you!

This is nothing at all; we might as well just let it go and give it to someone else.

Instead, once someone else gets it, they will definitely use the power they have built up with their two towers to gradually crush you.

In this zero-sum game, you don't win.

That would mean losing.

“I know, but this isn’t a problem that can be solved by rushing,” Pi Xinjie replied.

He is quite calm and collected.

After all, the Sky Gang was an asset he and his brothers had built together.

Having managed people for so long, I won't lose my composure over trivial matters.

although.

This matter is by no means insignificant.

The two remained silent for a while.

Pi Xinjie suddenly asked, "How's the Martial Festival going? The Golden Crow Group gave up on this Martial Festival, which is why more users of trickery have entered the area to fight. The Martial Festival is our opportunity."

It could even be said to be the only chance.

"Martial Arts Festival..."

Sun Yujie then remembered that he had lost track of the Martial Sacrifice because of the Golden Crow Group's sneak attack.

After realizing what had happened, he immediately checked the results of the Sky-Piercing Gang's battle at the Martial Arts Festival.

Instantly, my heart, which had already sunk to the bottom, sank even further.

“…Xi Wei also lost; we’ve lost three games in a row,” Sun Yujie said.

The words just fell.

Then I noticed that another result had appeared after the page refreshed.

You Moxuan, the fourth person to go on stage, also lost.

The Sky-Piercing Gang suffered their fourth consecutive defeat.

"...You Moxuan has lost, just now...we have suffered our fourth consecutive defeat."

"..."