Despite the vast distance, the lingering Sword Intent, capable of severing heaven and earth, still sent a shiver down the spines of countless professionals at the West Gate.

Immediately following was a piercing, sky-splitting Dragon roar, filled with infinite unwillingness.

The intense tremor made the very ground beneath their feet tremble.

Then, everything fell into a deathly silence.

However, the terrifying pressure that had loomed over the East Gate, heavy as a mountain and suffocating everyone, vanished.

It was as if a heavy boulder, long suspended in their chests, had suddenly shattered.

"What's going on... at the East Gate?"

A warrior speculated in a low voice, his tone trembling with uncertainty.

"Was that Purgatory Flame Dragon... killed?"

"Impossible, right? That's a Level 50 Hell-level BOSS!"

Another immediately retorted, but his tone was far less firm than his words suggested.

"What's impossible about it! With the big shots from the Eternal Night Guild there, nothing's impossible!"

An veteran professional grinned, revealing teeth stained red with blood.

"I'm truly convinced now!"

"If it weren't for the Eternal Night Guild, our Donghai City would probably have met the same fate as Simon City long ago!"

"You all hold your positions! I'll fly over and take a look!"

A scout professional with flight capabilities, emboldened, flapped his wings and shot into the sky.

He flew cautiously towards the East Gate.

The next second, he witnessed a scene that would be etched in his memory forever.

The urban area, already reduced to ruins, now featured a terrifying giant pit several hundred meters in diameter.

Within the giant pit, a massive, headless Dragon corpse lay still, still radiating lingering arcs of lightning.

The grotesque Dragon head, the size of a house, had fallen onto the ruins a hundred meters away.

Dragon blood, like magma, ignited raging flames that shot skyward, almost scorching half the sky crimson.

The two enormous Dragon eyes were wide open, retaining their final shock and unwillingness.

Clearly, it was as dead as could be.

The scout professional's mind instantly went blank.

That Hell-level BOSS... was really dead?

They... really killed a Hell-level BOSS?

After a brief moment of daze, an indescribable surge of euphoria, like a volcanic eruption, instantly overwhelmed all his reason!

"We won!"

"We won!!!"

He screamed, his voice hoarse to the extreme!

At that moment, the tall figure standing with a sword at the edge of the distant giant pit appeared so magnificent in his eyes.

Like a god.

Soon, this earth-shattering news spread like wildfire, quickly reaching the entire West Gate defense line.

"It's dead! That Hell-level BOSS at the East Gate is dead!"

"Yaso, the Vice Guild Master of the Eternal Night Guild, killed it with one sword!"

After a brief, deathly silence, the entire defense line erupted!

This news was undoubtedly a shot in the arm for all the professionals still holding out.

In the eyes of many, Hell-level BOSSes were powerful.

They were invincible existences.

Any encounter meant only death.

Any resistance was futile.

But those guys from the Eternal Night Guild...

They had slain one Hell-level BOSS after another right before their eyes!

Constantly refreshing everyone's understanding.

Some, covered in wounds, pointed at the sky and burst into loud laughter.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Another one killed! Another damned Hell-level BOSS killed!"

Li Gang listened to the thunderous cheers, and a genuine smile finally appeared on his face, which was usually etched with fatigue and solemnity.

He suddenly raised an arm, roaring with all his might.

"Brothers! Push harder!"

"This time! Our Donghai City will definitely hold out!"

"Endure through tonight, and it will be dawn!"

The million soldiers and citizens of Simon City had fallen before dawn.

But their Donghai City, it seemed, could truly see the dawn!

...Meanwhile.

Watching Yaso successfully kill the Purgatory Flame Dragon, Zhou Huai secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, one of the three Hell-level BOSSes had been dealt with.

Next was the slippery Rock Spirit Giant Serpent, which had burrowed underground and disappeared.

Moria's health was still steadily dropping by one point per second.

However, he could hold on a little longer.

That was enough.

Zhou Huai didn't hesitate, quickly issuing new commands to Yaso and Moria through his consciousness.

Using Xiang Yu as a coordinate, find the Rock Spirit Giant Serpent's location and kill it!

As for the insectoid Hell-level BOSS at the North Gate that hadn't shown itself... according to Gandalf's perception.

The moment the Zhen Tian Seal released its energy.

The insectoid swarm in the direction of the North Gate retreated rapidly, like startled rabbits.

Evidently, the BOSS hiding in the shadows was also terrified by the power of the Zhen Tian Seal.

Having Gandalf guard that area should not be a problem.

After completing all this, Zhou Huai's consciousness returned to his main body.

Immediately, an intense feeling of exhaustion, like a bursting dam, instantly overwhelmed Zhou Huai's consciousness.

He didn't even have time to think about other matters.

He immediately fell into a coma.

Soon after.

In the quiet bedroom of the Ye Family Manor.

Zhou Huai, who had been sleeping in bed, suddenly trembled violently!

His face rapidly turned pale at a visible rate, without a trace of color.

Large beads of cold sweat profusely seeped from his forehead, instantly soaking the hair at his temples.

His body uncontrollably trembled violently, as if enduring some indescribable, terrifying torment.

"Creak—"

The bedroom door was gently pushed open.

Old Fu entered, carrying a bowl of freshly brewed ginseng soup.

He had intended for his young master to drink the hot soup immediately after waking to nourish himself.

But when he saw Zhou Huai's pained expression on the bed, the tray in his hand clattered to the floor!

The scalding ginseng soup spilled everywhere, and the sound of the porcelain bowl shattering echoed particularly harshly in the silent room.

"Young Master!"

Old Fu's face instantly turned ashen, and he cried out in alarm, rushing over in three strides.

He reached out his hands, calloused and wrinkled with age, and tremblingly touched Zhou Huai's forehead.

Burning hot!

Terrifyingly hot!

"Young Master! Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

Old Fu's voice was tearful, so anxious that tears were almost falling. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"Wake up! Please don't scare this old servant!"