Scholar In A White Robe

This is a game of deities.
This is a fallen world.
This is an endless voyage.

Amidst the ruins of a shattered reality, a race known as "humans" dares to stake their existence on the faint glimmer of hope.

"I shall return unto you the trials we once endured," proclaims a man of benevolent smile as he stands atop the pinnacle of the world. With fluttering banners, he gazes upon the radiant tapestry of the cosmos. 

He points a single finger toward the distant stars.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion shatters the silence, echoing across the desolate landscape.

The Divine Throne Of Infinity

Xu Anjing might not have had time to review the guild functions in detail after joining.


Yi Lin, on the other hand, spent two minutes roughly browsing through the tens of thousands of words detailing the guild rules.


In summary, if an act of killing occurred within the same guild, there would be a penalty that involved deducting DP.


Moreover, after the version update, killing an Angel Envoy on the same server no longer resulted in a drop of relic boxes.


This further deterred the behavior of Angel Envoys slaughtering each other over relic boxes.


"Please cherish this precious opportunity..."


Yi Lin suddenly remembered that sentence that appeared before his eyes when he was examining Emperor Zhucong's relic box.


Angel Envoys teaming up for trials knew each other well, no longer needing to be scheming or deceitful, able to unleash all their strength in the trials, with all the advantages and none of the drawbacks.


Chapter 491: Muradin Bronzebeard