Chapter 158: The Wasteland Display Event Part Seven

Chapter 158: The Wasteland Display Event Part Seven



As Anya stood victorious over the defeated white tiger, her team continued their battle against the remaining monsters in the sector.

Thorin, his fists still glowing with mana, turned his attention to a group of rampaging Razorback Boars, large, spiked creatures charging through the rubble. He threw a powerful punch at one, sending it crashing into a nearby building.

As he landed another blow, he glanced at Anya, grinning. "Did you see that? The guild master took that beast down like it was nothing!" Thorin shouted, his voice booming over the chaos.

Halzor, fighting off a pack of Blighted Wolves with his gauntlets, laughed loudly as he crushed the head of one of the wolves. He leaped to avoid a swipe from another and called out to Thorin, "Yeah, I saw! So I won't slack off, I also want a piece of the glory! Can't let the rest of you upstage me."

...

Marcus's voice boomed over the livestream, "And Thorin's making sure to live up to the hype! Look at those punches! It's like watching a demolition crew in action!"

Elena's voice joined in, "Yes Marcus! But don't forget about Halzor. He's always been one for the spotlight, but who can blame him with such strength? The way he's handling those wolves is nothing short of impressive!"

...

Maila, hovering above and using her metal constructs to slice through a horde of Gargantuan Scorpions, kept a calm expression on her face as she observed Anya's display. Joining in on the conversation, she said, "The guild master always makes things look easy. But that doesn't mean you guys should let your guard down. We're still in the middle of the wastelands, so stay sharp. Especially you, Halzor."

Halzor, grinning through a mouthful of bloodied scorpion goo, replied, "There you go, always on my case Maila! Seriously, we do this every year, stop making a huge fuss over it."

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Marcus said, "Maila's right—wasteland monsters are no joke. But watch her go! The chaos she's wreaking with her constructs is like making an art of destruction."

Elena agreed, "Absolutely! It's like they are a well-oiled machine out there. It's like once they are on the move, they cannot be stopped!"

Marcus, on the livestream, "Thorin's keeping an eye on the leaderboards as usual. It's a smart move-staying on top of the rankings is crucial."

Elena chimed in, "Absolutely, Marcus. But Ivy's got a point. The pick-you team needs to harvest their loot for their numbers to get a boost. They're working hard out there, so let's see how their efforts pay off."

"And there you have it, folks! Teamwork at its finest. Even when the scoreboard's not budging, everyone's playing their part to get those numbers up."

...

Thorin noticed Ivy's tense demeanor and couldn't help but comment. "What's got you so pissed? You're acting like the world's gonna end or something."

Ivy turned to him, her eyes flashing with frustration. "The White Comets have turned off their

feed!"

Thorin raised an eyebrow. "And that's our concern why?"

Ivy's voice suddenly rang out as she replied, "Um... Uh...Sector X, Thorin! Sector X! Without the feed, we can't monitor their movements or plan our strategies effectively. We could be walking lagging behind if they succeed in their raid or missing vital intel."

Thorin let out a sigh and gave Ivy a knowing look. "Are you sure it isn't just because you want to see those dragons?"

Ivy tensed up, her eyes narrowing at him. "What are you talking about, Thorin?"

Thorin shook his head, his tone had a touch of exasperation. "Seeing such amazing creatures

in reality can be exciting, Ivy, but please don't let it affect how you treat your teammates. We're all in this together."

Yes, Ivy was a dragon lover, and although many did not know, she was the one who had created the dragon fan group and invited people to join in the live chat earlier.