The cascade of system notifications instantly drew grave expressions across the faces of Shi Feng and the others.
"How can this be? This NPC is a madman!" Purple Lightning Rakshasa stared at the system prompt, a wave of despair washing through him.
Despair!
Yes, pure despair!
In the Divine Realm, when an event was normally triggered—even an Epic-grade event—no system warning would appear. The moment a system warning did show up, it could only mean one thing.
That you were truly doomed.
Because this death was not the ordinary kind where players simply lost a level and moved on. This was soul annihilation—complete erasure from the Divine Realm, forcing you to start everything over from scratch…
At this point, forget the grim looks on Purple Lightning Rakshasa and his companions; even the Hell Legion's Hellhowl wore a dark expression.
Normal death and losing a level was already troublesome enough. Now death meant starting from zero. If the Hell Legion's members all died like this, their superiors would probably want to kill him on the spot.
"Guild Master, let's split up and run immediately," Qingshuang suddenly turned to Shi Feng and suggested. "There's only one Tier 5 NPC. With this many of us, he can only chase so many at once. Whether anyone escapes comes down to individual luck."
There was only one option now.
Run!
Because whether they chose to fight the Red-Eyed Sword Saint or submit to judgment, the outcome would be the same. Their only move was to take the third path.
There would certainly be sacrifices, but it would be far better than total annihilation.
The others present heartily agreed. Escaping one by one was infinitely better than being wiped out for reasons they couldn't fathom, and none would blame anyone—each person would be left to their own skill and fortune.
"Is there really no other choice?" Shi Feng watched as Elvwaze's killing intent intensified, feeling that something was deeply off.
It was just a Level 120 secret realm. For it to lay such an elaborate trap seemed utterly unreasonable.
After all, humanoid NPCs were not Demon Gods. They shouldn't deliberately set traps designed to annihilate players, and even if they did set one, there should be some slim chance of survival.
"Am I missing something?"
As the seconds ticked by, Shi Feng sank deep into thought.
"Guild Master Black Flame, are we not going to act?"
"There are only ten seconds left to decide!"
With the countdown dropping below ten seconds, Elder Jin, Qinghong, and the others began to voice their anxious concerns.
If they acted rashly now, the result would be catastrophic. The best approach was to move as a group, but watching Shi Feng standing there motionless like a stone statue was practically driving them insane.
What kind of time was this to be arguing with the Main God System…
With only five seconds remaining on the clock, when the members of Dark Rhapsody and the Divine Society were on the verge of breaking ranks and fleeing on their own, Shi Feng finally moved—stepping forward directly toward Elvwaze.
The crowd erupted in shock.
What was he doing?