On the developnt of the Player Corridor, 4.13% of the 4.394% ca from the connection between the Colorful Mist Coast and the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range.
As for the line from the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range to the Frosty Winter Snowfield, it’s mainly being developed by several big guilds. Progress is slow, and they often have to engage in evil battles with the Earth Thought Evil Spirits along the way.
The frequency of brawls between both sides is extrely high.
The strategy of the Earth Thought Evil Spirits is always to rcilessly attack the fallen, and under normal circumstances, they do not invade players.
But as soon as they see players in trouble or facing a strong enemy, they will inevitably sweep in and stab fiercely from the side.
Or deliver a backstab from behind.
The players’ combat strategy is very simple.
When they dislike the Earth Thought Bully, they just go up and fight, acting on impulse and without considering the specific situation.
The strategy of the Combat Insect Clan is even simpler.
As long as players fight the Earth Thought Bully, they will definitely follow up with a three-way brawl or occasionally find the Earth Thought Bully for a fight.
Especially when the Earth Thought Bully tests new troops, they will inevitably be present and reciprocate the testing.
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Colorful Mist Coast, White Bone Ridge.
Where the eye could see, the ground was completely covered in a layer of eerie white.
According to the analysis introduction from the Guidance, this was once a battlefield between two descending forces.
The two forces clashed for countless years, erasing the original lush forest, and creating the White Bone Ridge made up of countless corpses.
As ti passed, the flesh and blood of the dead faded away, leaving only the bare bones covering the ground.
Yet the struggle between these two forces had no winner.
For the vast majority of forces, war is a process of depleting their foundations.
Resources in stock, combat units...are continuously consud in war.
Few forces, like the Black Tide, Insect Race, and Reverse Tide Army, grow rapidly through war.
These two forces eventually t their end when a third force erged after descending into the Monster World.
Yet, the third force couldn’t occupy this area either.
An unexpected Divine Descent crisis, a harvest as the Strong Clan passed through, eliminated the third force that was trying to reap the benefits.
Just like the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range area, which was suddenly harvested for Spiritual Ore Resources by the Divine Descent of the chanical Army.
In front of true Strong Clans, weaker forces are like a wild Spirit Plant occasionally discovered by a player during exploration, casually plucked.
The barren scenery without trees to block the view, the strong wind sweeping the land, the bones colliding with each other making "click-clack" sounds, and playing a death symphony.
The dust raised mixed with bone powder, perating the air.
A player walked among the bone-stacked ridges, the crushed bones underfoot making a crisp sound.
Occasionally his body would suddenly sink, falling into the bone pile, and when he pulled his leg out with force, it would bring up a burst of scattered bone fragnts.
The wind whistled through the gaps in the bones, making a "woo-woo" low hum, resounding in the player’s ears.
After walking so distance in White Bone Ridge, Song Hao called up a map to check his coordinate position.
After correcting his direction, he continued onward.
From ti to ti, he would take a selfie screenshot, saving it in a private album on the forum to record bits of his journey.
"Chirp chirp!"
At this mont, the Treasure Hunting Mouse, lying lazily on his shoulder, suddenly perked up, sniffed left and right twice, then leaped off Song Hao’s shoulder.
Seeing this, Song Hao imdiately realized that the Treasure Hunting Mouse had found sothing, and resolutely followed.
He saw the Treasure Hunting Mouse locked in on a bone pile, its two front paws digging down, stirring up bone fragnts that fell in cascades.
As the digging went deeper, the Treasure Hunting Mouse disappeared from sight, leaving Song Hao standing above, only able to see a small channel leading underground.
Waiting, Song Hao’s expression was expectant.
He imagined a scene of obtaining high-value treasures.
Though he’s a player from the Exploration Faction, for him, exploration is more of a hobby.
He has his own combat team.
It’s just that recently, the warband couldn’t survive in the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range and disbanded temporarily before finding a suitable leveling spot.
As for the Frost Winter Snow Region, its difficulty is too low and unsuitable for the developnt of their warband.
Thus, he has a high demand for resources, unlike those desireless adventurers.
He cares more about the surprises brought by treasure hunting than the journey’s landscapes.
Each ti the Treasure Hunting Mouse reacts, he is filled with anticipation.
It’s like opening a blind box, where he might receive unimaginable wealth.
Switching the perspective to the view of the Treasure Hunting Mouse, he sees it still digging into the ground.
Suddenly, the Treasure Hunting Mouse stopped, its eyes wide open.
Then, it carefully cleared away nearby broken bones with its paws, revealing a softly glowing object.
It was a small tal box, intricately engraved with beautiful patterns, slightly weathered by the erosion of ti.
"Son, bring it back."
Upon hearing this, the Treasure Hunting Mouse grabbed the box with its mouth and headed towards the surface.
Leaping out of the hole, the Treasure Hunting Mouse placed the box before Song Hao and circled around it joyfully, chirping excitedly.
At this mont, Song Hao retrieved a piece of Spirit Fish at from the Space Bag and tossed it to the Treasure Hunting Mouse.
As the Treasure Hunting Mouse leaped up and caught the Spirit Fish at, indulging joyously, he bent down to pick up the tal box.
The box was unlocked, and he could open it with a simple reach.
To Song Hao’s eye, there appeared a triangular amber-colored rune without any particular features.
With curiosity, Song Hao activated the Analysis Ability:
[Rule Scene Portal]:
Item Description: A space trap crafted by mbers of the Youlu Council, randomly delivered around the world. Those mbers are creators wielding Rule Power, executing a destruction plan through creating rule gas. All ga participants will be locked by the Youlu Council based on Rule Ability to represent their clans in the rule ga. Failure in the ga ans elimination, and the clan of the eliminated will face destruction by the Youlu Association.
Hint: Activating the rune will transport you to the rule ga scene.
...
After reading the analysis content twice, Song Hao understood.
This thing is a trap; activating it will force a participation in a rule ga.
If eliminated, it obliterates your entire clan.
"There are so many perverts in the Monster World." Song Hao couldn’t help but lant.
Speaking, he looked at the Guidance floating beside him:
"Brother Guide, what do you think of this pervert force?"
[It’s not perverted, it’s because this rule can generate Rule Energy for the Youlu Council, much like the Ancient God Race acquiring Fighting Soul Power through arenas or players with Praying Life Souls fulfilling desires to gain Wish Power. This is another way of generating Rule Energy through Rule Logic. However, this rule seems complicated, and it’s likely a trash rule in the hands of the Youlu Council.]
"Will there be opportunities inside?"
[Not sure.]
"If I activate and use this space trap, get transported to play the rule ga, will the Player Clan be traced and exterminated by the Youlu Council?"
[What do you think?] Brother Guide looked at Song Hao with a ’fool’ gaze.
"Hehe, I have to try it."
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