Dark Eldar

Chapter update reminder: 424. One-click team formation (Shift+F12), reading address.

In some cities, on some maps (M), even if war breaks out, if it doesn't affect other races or teams, the news quickly fades away, and people (NPCs) go about their lives as if nothing had happened. Some will leave behind commemorative festivals, such as the "Festival of Divine Fire," the "Day of Ancient Tribulation," and the "Festival of the Gods," etc.

"KO"

Seeing that defeat was inevitable, the Firebringer quickly used fireballs to "clear the field," continuously breathing fire around the massive corpse to maintain the "sanctity" of the dropped equipment. (Once a hero touches or picks up the equipment, the chance of resurrection decreases significantly.)

Dark did not go to pick it up, as they had agreed beforehand that it would be a fair PK. Therefore, the city's top support, along with Dark's Legion's medics and the healing soldiers who had followed from the Dark Legion, formed a team with one click (Shift+F12) to work together to "revive" the BOSS.

Victor awoke, feeling utterly exhausted. The fragments of his divine equipment and various rare treasures he had dropped on the ground slowly vanished with his resurrection. (This is considered battle damage; all gold coins are confiscated, and equipment durability is reduced by 30.)

"I'm so tired!! I've never failed like this before. It seems, it seems the Dark Legion is really finished..." Victor sat half-upright, gazing at the setting sun on the city wall and the horizon, and said with emotion.

"How long ago was it? Back then, it was so majestic and powerful, with all six generals of the Dark Legion present. But now, it's falling apart, feeling like it's at its last gasp," General Victor sighed.

"OUTG" (Forced Execution)

"You are about to complete the process of leaving the guild. Please enter your dynamic password to confirm." (Prompt tone)

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Victor has completed his departure from the Dark Legion guild. His departure may lead to the slow disintegration of the Dark Legion, as its pillar of strength is gone. Victor (Skull-level), the strongest member of the Dark Legion, was also the one who founded the "Dark Legion." He was known for being incredibly ruthless and extremely competitive!

However, nowadays, the Dark Legion's numerous fallen nobles have "failed to sustain their wealth" (low consumer spending), and have produced no outstanding talents, leading to their gradual disintegration. Fewer and fewer people are choosing to create new accounts in "starter zones," preferring to queue up and join the "human" or "orc" factions. The barrier to entry is getting higher and higher. Perhaps this is the essence of a "capital game"...

The Order maintains neutrality regarding the demise of the Dark Legion. They understand that version updates require certain sacrifices, and the heroes' tendency to "fancy the new and tire of the old" is an unchangeable trait.

On the way back to the city, a torrential downpour extinguished both the Fire Messenger's enthusiasm and the warriors' resolve. When the Fire Messenger arrived, he had created a team of 100. When he returned, less than 30 remained.

After leaving the party, Victor did not return to the Dark Legion. He too journeyed in another direction through the rain, without using a mount, rain streaming down his hair. He could not hear the heavy sound of his footsteps. Victor did not return with the Firebringer; he headed alone in another deserted direction, driving away all his guards, soldiers, followers, and confidants.

"Perhaps other generals can turn the tide!" Victor muttered to himself as he walked.

He is quite old and has experienced epic battles. He has also been young, arrogant, and overconfident.

"Dream"? For Victor, it has already been realized!

Defeat?! For General Victor, it was unforgivable. After all, he knew he represented a race. To lose meant to be conquered, to be trampled upon... He felt he had no face to "exist"...

General Victor's pain can only be truly felt by Victor himself. "Delete account?" For Victor, it's an easy task.

He was afraid of being condemned. High-ranking generals like them, even in death, didn't want to die so pathetically and meaninglessly. They had lived their entire lives, fought their way through life, and couldn't possibly be unaware of the value of life and death.

There was a lake on the map ahead, and Victor plunged right in!

At the bottom of the water, he opened his eyes and could see small fish swimming around.

Victor wants to stay underwater forever and never go anywhere!! But that won't work!! It's so frustrating!!

"Ugh! Victory was within his grasp, what bad luck!!!" Victor was so angry he wanted to unleash his full power to evaporate this infuriating lake!

But he didn't do it; he was afraid! He was afraid people would laugh at him...

In short, Victor, the former general of the Dark Legion, has gradually disappeared. No one knows where he went or what he did. Perhaps this is his choice!

At the entrance to a military teleportation portal in another world. Solemn and imposing, the teleportation soldiers, blades in hand, are on high alert!

"Brother Erso, once we regroup, we will surely be able to defeat Dark, take back what you lost, and avenge General Victor!!" The Fire Messenger bid farewell to Elemental Erso in front of the interdimensional teleporter.

The fire messenger spoke in a very professional manner, offering words of encouragement.

Erso had figured it out and offered up the only 500 gold coins in his backpack as a "compensation for his hard work." This was all he had. Although he had been defeated, he had to continue to make offerings in order to maintain the original "friendship."

If Elemental Erso doesn't indicate this, then it will be difficult for him to see the Firebringer again.

It's not that the Firebringer, the Lord of the Elements, is inherently evil or malevolent. In fact, that's not the case. If there were no rules, no laws, then the possibility of Erso seeking help would cease to exist...

Without the constraints of rules, the Firebringer would never have sent troops to Dark; the heroes were simply serving their own masters and earning their own living. Even the Dark Legion's big boss was sacrificed; such a price cannot be measured in money or gold.

It could be said that the Fire Messenger did his best. His own combat strength was average, but he brought powerful allies, only to be unfortunately defeated.

The eternal law of "the winner takes all".

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