The Underworld Entrance dungeon.
A flash of cyan light, and figures began to appear one after another. It was the members of the Hidden Dragon Society who had cleared the dungeon and were teleported out by the portal.
Wang Ling had already brought his men and was waiting. He immediately stepped forward to greet them.
Xue Cheng glanced at Wang Ling and frowned, "Why are there so few people?"
Xue Cheng was an old acquaintance of Bai Ye from his previous life, one of the initial core members of the Hidden Dragon Society.
Although the Hidden Dragon Society had grown and expanded, many of its early core members had been gradually replaced. Eventually, the Hidden Dragon Society was no longer an organization centered around a single world.
However, Xue Cheng had remained a steadfast member of the Hidden Dragon Society's elite group, consistently serving as its captain.
This was partly due to his status as a direct descendant, which gave him considerable advantages. It was also because Xue Cheng possessed considerable ability and strength.
After all, this was a world where the strong preyed on the weak, and being able to fight was very important.
Xue Cheng was the leader of this virtual game restricted zone operation.
Wang Ling lowered his head, then gritted his teeth, "Something happened."
Xue Cheng asked, "What happened?"
"Several brothers are dead," Wang Ling said. "A master from the Evil Spirit Group came, and he was extremely difficult to deal with. If I hadn't led my men to escape quickly, all of our brothers would have been lost."
"Oh?" Xue Cheng raised an eyebrow. "That powerful? With your skills, leading seven people, and losing more than half of them, you couldn't defeat the opponent, and you almost got wiped out?"
Wang Ling gritted his teeth, "Yes!"
It was a humiliating matter that no one would want to admit, but that was the reality. Wang Ling couldn't deny it even if he wanted to, as the people were already dead. What good would denial do? Could he conjure people out of thin air?
Xue Cheng mused, "This is quite interesting. Is the person the Evil Spirit Group found really that strong?"
Wang Ling replied, "Extremely strong. He looks about twenty-three or twenty-four, and he's quite good-looking. He might be from an ability world. The ability he uses is the manipulation of lightning, but the intensity of his ability is far greater than that of ordinary lightning manipulation abilities. Without risking my life, I couldn't withstand even one of his moves."
"Heh heh heh..." At this moment, a strange laugh rang out. "Is he really that strong? Or are you deliberately exaggerating his strength to cover up your own incompetence?"
Wang Ling's anger flared instantly, but upon seeing the speaker, he forcibly swallowed his words.
It was an extremely bizarre man, wearing a long black apron, with long, black curly hair, and his entire body wrapped in bandages, revealing only one bloodshot eye.
Furthermore, the man had no hands. Beneath the bandages, starting from his wrists, were a pair of sharp, long blades.
Their gazes met, and Wang Ling swallowed hard.
While Xue Cheng was indeed the leader for this operation, Wang Ling was also a captain-level member of the elite group.
Therefore, among the people who came this time, besides Xue Cheng, his position was the highest.
Wang Ling had not entered the game dungeon not due to a lack of strength, but purely to lead the remaining members and take charge of the command.
However, this person before him, despite holding a lower position than Wang Ling, was someone Wang Ling dared not provoke.
No, this person was not human at all!
Cutting King, his race was...
A Monster!
It was well known that the World Battlefield was not only inhabited by humans. Various worlds also contained species other than humans, such as elves and dwarves, which were relatively common.
Of course, there were also less common ones, like the Predator.
And Monsters were also a race, hailing from a world where abilities and doomsday converged.
In that world, beings who had deviated from the normal human spectrum were classified as Monsters. Most Monsters posed a threat to the world, being brutal and attacking humans with frenzy.
To combat Monsters, humans had also classified them by strength, referred to as disasters, ranging from low to high: Wolf level, Tiger level, Demon level, Dragon level, and God level.
The Cutting King before them was a Demon-level Monster.
Demon level, in that ability world, represented a disaster level where one person could paralyze or directly destroy a town's functionality.
In terms of position, Cutting King was merely an elite group member, but...
This guy was a lunatic, a bloodthirsty lunatic. After coming to the World Battlefield from his own world, this guy found himself in his element because the World Battlefield was a world where one could kill without restraint.
However, while everyone else was doing this, the fundamental reason was to survive or to leave the World Battlefield.
But Cutting King didn't care. He wasn't even interested in God Stone fragments; he just wanted to kill.
He absolutely loved this place where he could kill with impunity and not be held accountable.
His continuous joining of the Hidden Dragon Society was because the society could provide him with "confined beast battles" in restricted zones, which was more convenient than him finding restricted zones himself.
Facing such a person, Wang Ling also kept his distance. When this guy went berserk, he wouldn't care about his position and would simply hack and slash as he pleased.
"What? Did I say something wrong?" Cutting King laughed strangely. "Is that guy really that strong? Or are you afraid of being held accountable?"
Wang Ling did not want to provoke Cutting King, but he also would not admit to Cutting King's words. He snorted coldly, "If you want to know, you can go and fight that guy later to find out."
Cutting King laughed strangely, "If he's really as strong as you say, I'd really like to fight him and find out."
Just then...
"Are you guys talking about me?"
Bai Ye's voice suddenly rang out.
Wang Ling's heart leaped in alarm, and he quickly followed the sound with his eyes. At that very moment...
Rumble, rumble, rumble...
The ground around them began to tremble, emitting loud noises.
Then...
In front of the game dungeon's entrance, huge fissures suddenly cracked open in the ground. Immediately after, stone walls began to rise one after another, encircling the members of the Hidden Dragon Society.
In the next instant, Gao Ming led his men and burst out, bypassing the stone walls and quickly heading towards the game dungeon.
Only one team could enter the game dungeon at a time, and there was a cooldown period after exiting. Therefore, theoretically, if everyone developed peacefully, they could take turns entering.
However, the Hidden Dragon Society did not intend to do so. When they were not entering the game dungeon, they would occupy the entrance and monopolize the game dungeon.
Therefore, what Gao Ming needed to do now was to lead his men into the game dungeon, while Bai Ye's task was to intercept the members of the Hidden Dragon Society, allowing Gao Ming to lead his men into the game dungeon smoothly.
Thus, as Gao Ming led his men around the stone walls, Bai Ye stood atop one of the stone walls.