At this moment, the survival rate had dropped to 29 percent. Bai Xi stayed quietly in the corner, thinking the game would just end like this. To her surprise, it wasn't long before two men—one tall and one short—barged in.
The tall man glared provocatively at Shi Qing. "I told you he was here! You won't get away this time."
"Shi Qing, it's time to settle our score!" the short man said, pointing a short blade at him.
Seeing their arrival, Haru's eyes lit up with hope. He hurriedly cried out for help, "Wizard, save me!"
Hou Mingxi looked surprised, not expecting the enemy's strategist to be so young. He silently sighed, marveling that every generation produced its own brilliance.
"Trash!" the short man spat with disdain, not even sparing Haru a glance.
Then, wielding a longsword, the tall man charged alongside the short man with his blade, rushing straight for Shi Qing. The three high-level players clashed. Every strike was lethal, rendering the battle incredibly fierce.
