Jiang Hao and Skull Tiger traveled south for nearly 20 kilometers, and, true to their code of honor, refrained from launching a sneak attack.

Jiang Hao encountered many lone players along the way. Like Jiang Hao, they had all missed the start time of the battleground and gotten separated from the other players in the same starting village.

However, being alone here doesn't end well. Some wander into monster hordes and are beaten to death, while others are hunted down by other players and end up as points in someone else's hands. Along the way, Jiang Hao rescued those he could, since they were all players from the Rabbit Kingdom anyway, and killed those he could, since they were either monsters or players from other countries.

The players Jiang Hao had saved all knew they couldn't make a single move on this battlefield alone. So they all followed closely behind him. Who didn't know the Lord of Hell's strength?

Even if they weren't from the same starting village as Jiang Hao, they didn't care. Being killed by the Lord of Hell would only increase their own team's points. It was better than giving points to those foreign players, right? Besides, everyone could see that Jiang Hao didn't intend to harm them; otherwise, why would he have saved them?

They figured he probably wouldn't die until the very end. So the group followed closely behind Jiang Hao, not daring to stray even a step away.

Along the way, Jiang Hao had been followed by thirty or forty players. To his dismay, not one of them was from the same starting village as him. Moreover, when he asked them about player number 006 in the Shanghai district, none of them could provide any meaningful information.

There was no other way; in order to obtain the Legion Token as soon as possible, or to find players in his starting village, Jiang Hao had to continue moving forward.

As Jiang Hao walked, he suddenly heard the sounds of fighting ahead. He recognized the sound immediately; it was players attacking each other. Jiang Hao quickened his pace, climbed a steep slope, and wanted to see if any players from the Rabbit Kingdom were there.

It was indeed a team fight. And there really was a team of players from the Rabbit Kingdom, though they weren't from the newbie village number 006 in Shanghai. Their opponents, besides dozens of gnolls, included hundreds of skeleton monsters.

The five-person team was caught between the two waves of monsters, and their situation looked somewhat dangerous.

Apart from their leader, who was a level 40 Gold-rank, the gnolls were all surprisingly level 25 Silver-rank. With this lineup, taking down a five-person squad from the Rabbit Kingdom would be a piece of cake.

On the other side, the skeleton monsters were all level 30 silver-level elites.

The reality appears to be quite dangerous.

What's strange is that the gnolls on the battlefield move quite strangely.

A gnoll warrior was charging at a distance, which seemed normal at first. But after running halfway, his movement suddenly slowed down. A typical charge would take a second to reach the target, but this gnoll took a full two seconds for the second half of the charge! Before he even reached the mage, he was frozen in place by the mage's Freeze spell.

Even the arrows fired by the gnoll archers were like this. Shot at a normal speed, they suddenly slowed down halfway through their flight, as if someone had put them in slow motion. By the time the arrows reached the priest, he had easily dodged them.

The skeleton monsters on the other side looked basically the same as the gnolls. Each attack was incredibly slow, and even a level one player could easily dodge them.

Even so, the situation remains dangerous, as the five-person team is already surrounded by monsters and is only managing to avoid injury temporarily by shrinking their lines.

If it weren't for the fact that this was a game, Jiang Hao would have even suspected that this was a movie shoot.

"What? You call this good luck? Even good luck shouldn't lead to being attacked by two groups of monsters. Hey, Miss Lucky, have you run out of good luck?"

The soldier in the group dodged left and right, shouting anxiously.

"Oh no, how was I supposed to know that two waves of monsters would suddenly appear? Quick, think of something! My summoned creatures are about to run out of mana. What should I do? I don't want to die!"

A girl on the field quickly spoke up, her voice trembling with emotion and even sounding like she was about to cry.

Jiang Hao looked at the ID above her head, which read "Full of Luck," and judging from her profession, she was a rare Summoner.

"Can't your summoned creatures really move? If we could carry them around, we could run away too."

One of the male mages in the group had sweat beading on his forehead.

"If I could run, I would definitely carry it. But as you all saw before, its slowing skill is interrupted whenever I carry it around. What should I do? What should I do? Please think of something!"

Suddenly, a large group of players appeared in the distance, a vast horde of them—warriors, archers, mages, priests—a complete mix of classes. Most importantly, they were numerous; Jiang Hao roughly estimated at least two or three hundred. The players caught in the siege suddenly saw a glimmer of hope. While dodging the monsters' attacks, they waved to the group of players in the distance.

"Here, here! Come quick, come save us!"

Unexpectedly, their shouts only made things worse. The group of players turned to look. Upon seeing the hundreds of skeleton monsters and dozens of gnolls running towards them, the group suddenly swerved and ran right past them. The trapped players then realized that behind the large group of players were even more skeleton monsters.

It turned out that everyone was in a precarious situation, barely able to save themselves. What was even more infuriating was that many of the skeleton monsters, due to their slow speed, chose to abandon their pursuit of the players and instead surrounded the few players.

It's truly a case of misfortunes never coming singly, and a delayed boat encountering a headwind.

The girl named Lucky was cursing and crying in frustration. She seemed oblivious as three gnoll arrows and a gnoll's greatsword were already at her feet. Her four teammates were also surrounded by monsters, barely able to defend themselves; who could possibly notice her?

Even if Jiang Hao intervened now, there was no way he could save the girl. Just as the gnoll's broadsword was about to reach her waist, the girl was suddenly pulled to the right. The broadsword deflected an inch, grazing her waist. Then, she was pulled to the left, and three gnoll arrows grazed her cheek. Jiang Hao stared wide-eyed at the bizarre scene before him.

Yes, he could sense that the girl was being tugged twice, but there was no one around her.

That's fucking weird!

The girl was out of danger, and Jiang Hao immediately raised his staff to pull the monster, but suddenly found that there was an assassin in the battlefield.

Judging from that person's ID, who else could it be but a thief with a code of honor?