The end of the world is approaching, I'm handing myself over to the country.

The fire-type player and Frosty Sword exchanged a glance, then said in unison, "Heavenly Domain Set."

The two words seemed to possess some ancient magic, causing the surrounding air to freeze for a moment.

The younger players in the team looked at each other, their faces full of question marks.

"The Celestial Set? What's that? Is it famous?" A young man couldn't help but ask. He had played many games, but this name was completely unfamiliar to him.

"Famous?" The fire mage player gaped in disbelief, his mouth agape. "Dude, that's not just famous, that's the youth of our generation!"

Even Yi Jian Shuang Han showed a rare hint of nostalgia, stroking his chin as if recalling something.

"There's a 2D fighting game called 'Dungeon Fighter Online' that has an epic set called 'Heavenly Realm.' The special effects are not exactly the same as this one, but they are definitely similar."

A fire mage player excitedly added, "Yes, yes, yes! That's it! Single piece effect triggers, full set deals elemental damage! Back then, I spent almost half a year in the Abyss just to farm a full set of the Celestial Realm set! I never imagined I'd see a re-release here in my lifetime!"

"Haha, I inexplicably miss the days when I was tormented to the point of death by the monsters of the abyss."

"It seems the guy who designed this equipment is a die-hard fan of DNF (Dungeon Fighter Online)."

Just as the group was immersed in nostalgia, a crisp system notification suddenly rang in the ears of every player.

[Ding! Wasteland Era v1.2 "God King Descends" update is complete!]

The first large-scale raid instance – God King's Tomb – is officially open!

[Entrance Location: The Desolate Territory of the Netherworld (Coordinates dynamically updated)]

This announcement was like a shot of adrenaline, instantly piercing the veins of all online players.

"Here it comes!"

"It's finally open! I've been waiting forever!"

"Stop talking nonsense. So it's the desolate territory of the Netherworld, right? Where are the coordinates? Does anyone have them?!"

The team, which had been somewhat quiet because of the "Heavenly Realm Set," instantly erupted in excitement again.

After three hours of silence, the entire world channel of Wasteland Era suddenly burst into a frenzy, like a flood bursting its banks, with information scrolling wildly at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

World Channel: Long Aotian: Coordinates (1334, 5890), the entrance is here! The dark blue portal is so cool! Come quick!

World Channel:

I'm a noob: Damn! I just teleported nearby and the door disappeared! Is this some kind of joke?

Chasing the Wind: New coordinates (2571, 4488)! I saw it! Let's go, brothers!

Riding a pig on the highway: Don't go there, it's disappeared again! This entrance is alive, it can run away!

The world channel was filled with howls and wailing.

The territory of the Netherworld Heaven is vast and boundless with complex terrain. In addition, the entrance is elusive, changing locations almost every half hour, leaving countless passionate players disappointed and on the verge of a mental breakdown.

"How are we supposed to find it? If we just wander around the whole world, by the time we get there, it'll be too late." The shield warrior in the team scratched his head, looking completely helpless.

Mo Fang remained unusually calm. He ignored the chaotic coordinates on the world channel, instead pulling up a holographic map of the Netherworld's Desolate Land and quietly observing it.

His fingertips lightly traced several specific points on the map, as if he were calculating something.

Lin Mo was very familiar with the terrain and energy node distribution in this area.

The so-called "dynamic refresh" is not a random teleportation without any pattern.

It's more like a pre-planned patrol route.

The entrance to this God-King's Tomb will move along several major energy channels beneath the Withered Territory, briefly stopping at each energy node before moving on to the next.

While other players saw a rabbit jumping around, Lin Mo saw a clear subway map.

"Don't follow those people."

Lin Mo closed the map and spoke calmly.

"Let's go to the entrance of Blackwind Valley and wait for the entrance to come to us."

The others in the team were taken aback, but due to their almost blind trust in Mo Fang, no one raised any objections.

"Okay, we'll do as Boss Mo does!"

The group immediately changed direction and sped towards Black Wind Valley.

......

After half an hour.

Outside Black Wind Valley, on a relatively open flat area, no fewer than three or four hundred players had already gathered.

Most of them were solo players or members of small to medium-sized guilds, panting and cursing, clearly having been thoroughly tormented by that damned mobile portal.

"Damn it, they've finally stopped running! This time, I'm definitely going to be the first one in!"

"Let's team up! We need a strong support, anyone?"

"Make way! This is the Iron Blood Alliance's business; all bystanders please step back!"

The scene was chaotic, like a vegetable market.

Just then, a dark blue light twisted and bloomed out of thin air in the center of the flat ground, and a huge portal, ten meters high with arcs of electricity flashing along its edges, slowly took shape.

An ancient, desolate, and eerie aura emanated from it, causing the surrounding temperature to drop several degrees.

The entrance to the God King's Tomb has finally stabilized!

"It's open!"

Someone shouted, and all the players' breathing became heavy, instantly igniting the atmosphere.

However, just as the players at the front were about to rush in regardless of everything, a commotion suddenly broke out from the back of the crowd.

The crowded people seemed to be cleaved apart by an invisible giant blade, automatically parting to both sides to make way.

Ten figures walked out of the passage at a leisurely pace.

The one leading them was none other than Mo Fang.

Beside him stood Frosty Sword carrying a greatsword, Cold Moon holding a staff, and a host of other top-ranked players, including a fire mage and a shield warrior.

Each of them was adorned with dazzling equipment, exuding a calm and powerful aura, a stark contrast to the scattered soldiers around them.

"Holy crap..."

A berserker player who was about to charge forward froze in place when he saw who it was, his mouth agape wide enough to fit an egg.

"Mo...Mo Fang, the great master? And Yi Jian Shuang Han! Leng Yue! Am I seeing things? All the top ten masters on the Heavenly Ladder Ranking are here?!"

"Wow, with ten guys teaming up to challenge this, the monsters in the dungeon must be trembling with fear!"

The leader of another guild stared intently at Mo Fang and his group, his mind churning with turmoil.

These large guilds mobilized thousands of people for a thorough search, barely managing to keep up with the entrance's movement and arriving here in a sorry state.

But Mo Fang and his hastily assembled team were not only all present, but also all calm and composed, as if they were not there to chase a dungeon, but to take a stroll in their own backyard.

The difference is just too big!

Ignoring the various gazes of shock, awe, and envy around him, Mo Fang walked straight to the huge teleportation portal.

He could sense a vast and deathly power emanating from behind the door.

Just as he was about to lead his team in, an untimely voice rang out from a well-equipped team of a hundred people next to him.

"Great God Mo Fang, I have long admired your name."

A man wielding a golden shield and clad in heavy armor stepped forward from the crowd, looking at him with a forced smile.

The man paused, raised his chin, and said, word by word, "No matter who you are, you should at least respect the order of arrival."

"So, could you please... form a line?"