At that moment, an unfriendly voice was heard, "Why are you here? This is the Golden Continent's place. You're not from Golden Continent, so get lost."

The warriors of Golden Continent all had gold patterns on their sleeves. Just by looking at the sleeves, it was clear if someone was from Golden Continent. Rudy's lips twitched as he looked around and noticed that they were surrounded by warriors from Golden Continent.

He hurriedly retreated, returning to Fane's side before he observed his surroundings. He noticed that the crowd was separated into four parts. The center positions were occupied by the warriors from Golden Continent.

To the left were the warriors from Chaos Continent, while on the right were the warriors from White Marsh Continent. The warriors from Hestia Continent were mostly gathered in the westernmost area. They took up the least space and looked pitiful.

Rudy sighed, "It really is survival of the fittest in this world, but that's so rough. We have been pushed to a corner no one wants."

Fane did not say anything as he turned around and walked toward the warriors from Hestia Continent. Rudy sighed before he followed behind Fane. The two of them had just reached where the warriors from Hestia Continent were when they heard some people arguing.

"How could we just leave that be?! They're just trying to bully us. The warriors from Chaos Continent are clearly right beside them, but they walked past them and came straight for us. Are we just going to let that be?

"Those two culprits are still at the one hundred and eighty meters mark, looking like they had already won. They don't seem intent on

leaving! They even said that a

any

warriors from Hestia Continent can challenge them if we think we the skills! It's crossing the line!"

"Darien, you should make the decision! You're the strongest, and you're a chosen disciple of the Scarlet Pavilion. We'll listen to anything you say!"

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Continent. They were naturally the

strongest. Fane frowned as he slowly walked over, seeing the two corpses on the ground.

Those corpses had robes of the Scarlet Pavilion on. They died quite tragically. One had large holes in his chest, and the blood had already dried up.

The other one had both legs snapped, and all his tendons had been severed. He looked incredibly pitiful. The warrior called Darien frowned as he looked at the two corpses sadly.

From his expression, it was obvious that the two that had died were close to Darien when they were still alive.

Darien took a deep breath as his lips

trembled slightly, "Do you think I don't want revenge? I want to kitt those dogs, but if we do that, we'd be challenging the Golden O Continent."