“No… damn it…” Griffith gasped for breath, “That knife is definitely not just a simple golden artifact!”

He didn't bother to check his injuries. Using the momentum from sliding, he scrambled to his feet, not even daring to look back.

He poured all his remaining magic power into the ice path beneath his feet, and like a stray dog, he fled for his life towards the darkness far from the battlefield!

His back view was disheveled and in a sorry state; there was no trace of the composure of a great mage left!

Xiao Jin wanted to continue chasing, but Griffith threw a spherical machine backward.

Upon sensing the approaching object, Xiao Jin's pupils constricted sharply, and he immediately stopped and retreated hundreds of meters.

She even activated the boots' skill, disappearing from the spot in a flash...

The reason was that Xiao Jin sensed a massive, violent energy emanating from the metal sphere. This energy was constantly being compressed and would soon rebound and pour out.

Sure enough, the next second, a huge burst of fire spread outwards from the metal sphere.

The heatwave engulfed everything within its range, including the players fighting inside, who were vaporized by the intense heat before they could even react.

The snowflakes in the air turned into raindrops, which quickly disappeared upon hitting the ground...

Griffith's retreat was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Not only Xiao Jin, but even the players from Country Y were caught off guard.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, a piercing scream shattered the noise.

Maureen, that alluring and beautiful blonde woman, was sent flying backwards like a kite with a broken string.

Her charm and marksmanship, which she was so proud of, were as fragile as a joke in the face of absolute speed and power.

Her opponent was Bai Zhi, a petite girl from Country Z with a ponytail.

Bai Zhi's movements were so fast that they left only afterimages!

She didn't need any weapons; her legs, clad in black Martin boots, were like two indestructible battle axes! The wind from her legs was fierce, carrying a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air!

The shield that Maureen hastily threw out was easily shattered by Bai Zhi's incredibly sharp spinning side kick, just like shattering glass!

Before the shattered ice crystals even hit the ground, Bai Zhi's figure slid in like a ghost, her other leg swinging like a scorpion's tail, kicking Mo Lin's soft abdomen with terrifying explosive force!

"puff--!"

A dull, teeth-grinding thud rang out! Maureen's face froze instantly in terror and pain, her eyes bulging!

She could even clearly feel an overwhelming force penetrating her body, as if her internal organs were being crushed and shredded by an invisible hand!

Fresh blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed uncontrollably from her mouth and nose!

"No...how could it be...wrong..."

Her body, like a tattered sack, was kicked several meters into the air by this violent kick, then crashed heavily to the ground, twitched twice, and then fell silent.

Those eyes, once full of allure and scheming, are now just lifeless emptiness.

"The...the team leader ran away! Sister Maureen is dead!"

"Boss Karim and the Poison Master are... finished too!"

"Monsters! The people of Country Z are all monsters! Run!"

Witnessing Griffith's pathetic escape, Maureen's tragic death, and the slaughterhouse-like scene on Xiao Jin's side, the last shred of fighting spirit of the remaining Y country players completely collapsed!

Fear spread like a plague!

They no longer cared about the mission or cooperation. Like ants in a swarm, they screamed in terror and turned to flee without a second thought, wishing their parents had given them two more legs!

The once bustling battlefield quickly fell into an eerie silence as the Y-country players fled.

The wind swept across the land, thick with the stench of blood and burnt earth, scattering pieces of cloth and burning ashes. But soon, the wind and snow raged again, burying all traces.

Although the players from country Y were driven away, it cannot be said that the players from country Z won.

Xiao Jin glanced around and saw that there were less than ten people left standing, and almost all of them were injured.

The war totem pole, representing their faction, stood alone at the edge of the battlefield. Its surface was covered with marks from sword and axe blows.

A conspicuous crack ran through half of the pillar, symbolizing that it had withstood a huge attack, and its durability dropped by 15%.

The dim light struggled to flow through the crack, as if it might be extinguished at any moment.

At their feet and within a radius of dozens of meters, lay the corpses of more than twenty Y-country players. Many others, like Griffith, had escaped severely wounded, leaving behind fragmented, bloody footprints on the ground.

They won, but it was a Pyrrhic victory, with a staggeringly high cost.

Bai Zhi slowly withdrew the leg that had kicked Mo Lin to death. Her delicate face was stained with blood, and her once bright and lively eyes were now filled with a cold and murderous aura.

She walked to the totem pole, reached out her blood-stained hand, and gently touched the cracks on the pole, her brow furrowed.

"This is only the first wave of attacks, yet it has already caused such great damage."

The player next to him looked grave: "I don't know if the damage to the totem pole will affect activation. We should contact someone else as soon as possible."

Yes, such a big thing has happened here, and everyone should know about it.

Moreover, the hunting party has been gone for a long time, and at this rate, it would be best to change shifts.

After a moment of silence, Bai Zhi took a deep breath and took something out of her personal space.

It was an exquisite incense burner, about the size of a palm, carved entirely from white jade, with mysterious cloud patterns engraved on its surface.

She didn't speak, but gently placed the incense burner on the blood-stained soil at her feet, then gathered a faint light at her fingertips and placed it on the top of the incense burner.

"Buzz..."

A soft, gentle sound rang out. The white jade incense burner vibrated slightly, and wisps of milky-white mist, carrying a faint fragrance of herbs and trees, slowly drifted out from the tiny holes in the lid.

The fog wasn't thick, but it was unusually dense, and as if it were alive, it spread rapidly, forming a hazy fog circle about twenty meters in diameter, enveloping the remaining Z country players and the injured totem pole.

Xiao Jin raised an eyebrow, but instead of leaving cautiously like the other players, he reached out and touched the mist in front of him.

The moment the mist touches the skin, it brings a cool and refreshing feeling.

Xiao Jin felt the burning and stinging sensation in her wounds significantly lessen, and her exhausted body seemed to be infused with a warm current, her depleted strength slowly but steadily recovering.

Even breathing became much smoother, and the feeling of being depleted in qi and blood was gradually being filled.