93 Wave After Wave After Wave

The Hall disappeared like a mirage… It was an illusion!

Soon, the surrounding light dimmed, and gusts of chilly wind blew. Everything was accompanied by waves of strange laughter, and everyone felt a chill down their spine when they heard it.

One after another, phantoms appeared out of thin air. They wore black robes, and their crimson eyes emitted a cruel and fierce light.

Strange waves of laughter rang out once again. Then, a phantom pounced on a female player from the Scorching Sun Guild who was the closest to the phantom.

The female player had yet to recover from her shock. When the phantom pounced on her, she was stunned for a moment before she let out a scream.

As the phantom was about to pounce on the female player, a figure flashed past. A greatsword tore through space, creating waves of wind-breaking sounds as it slashed viciously at the neck of the phantom!

"-12,333! Vital Strike!"