"Something''s not right... it seems like they''re apanied by something." the yer at the forefront of the Fox family guild suddenly hesitated.


    Before he could react, his vision went ck.


    "It''s the poisonous spiders from the woods!" a nearby yer eximed in rm.


    Everyone froze.


    They saw the yer who had been knocked to the ground desperately trying to tear the Poisonous Fang Paralyzed Spider off his face.


    However, the eight legs of the Poisonous Fang Paralyzed Spider were barbed. Once the spider pounced on a yer, the barbs would embed deeply into the flesh.


    "Help... help me!" the yer screamed.


    But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sharp pain in his face, followed by a rapid numbness spreading through his limbs.


    Watching their fallenrade, the yers of the Fox family guildexchanged looks, none daring to step forward. Their expressions were a mix ofplex emotions.


    "How did those poisonous spiders end up here?" one yer asked, puzzled.


    The next moment.


    As James led his twenty yers closer, they finally saw clearly that their ranks were mixed with arge swarm of Poisonous Fang Paralyzed Spiders.


    "This... can''t be possible!"


    "Am I seeing things?" the yers of the Fox family guildrubbed their eyes, mouths agape in shock.


    In the woods on the outskirts of the secret realm, numerous colonies of Poisonous Fang Paralyzed Spiders were scattered. That was their territory.


    Every yer who entered the woods would be considered prey by the spiders.


    But upon leaving the woods, none would be seen at the base of the volcano, let alone deep within the volcanic underground. The scorching temperatures there were entirely unsuitable for their survival.


    "You bastards, traitorous dogs colluding with foreign forces, I''ll ughter you all today!" By now, James had charged forward with his men, and a burly warrior from the Green Ivy Group swung his axe heavily towards the head of a still-dazed yer.


    Although there were ongoing disputes and hidden battles among the various domestic guilds, these were internal conflicts. Once foreign forces became involved, the situation changed entirely.


    The yers recruited by the Green Ivy Group were all filled with fervent zeal. At this moment, they were fighting not just for themselves.


    Any man of flesh and blood would never ept foreign forces encroaching on their homnd.


    Thud!


    As the axe fell, the yer''s head was brutally split open, and blood spurted out in an instant.


    The thick scent of blood immediately filled the air.


    "How could you abandon your dignity as a human being to be theckeys of foreign powers, scum!" The burly warrior from the Green Ivy Group spat on the yer''s body, quickly pulling out his axe and charging forward again.


    In a confrontation, the braver one wins.


    The roughly twenty yers from the Green Ivy Group, driven by a Spartan-like fury, began a wild ughter.


    On the other hand, the yers of the Fox family guild, though superior in numbers and evenly matched in strength, were now like a pack of scared, stray dogs.


    There were two reasons for this.


    Firstly.


    Morale.


    As melee warriors, once their morale was crushed by the opponents, the oue was already decided, especially when their strengths were nearly equal.


    Of course, the most crucial factor was the sudden appearance of the Poisonous Fang Paralyzed Spiders!


    No one could have imagined that these spiders, which only existed in the woods, would show up in the volcanic underground.


    And the one orchestrating this was Irving...


    Not far away.


    Seeing the twenty-odd yers from the Green Ivy Group defeat an enemy force several times their number, the members of the Angel Guild, who had long been terrified, were dumbfounded.


    They fell into a stunned silence, especially those who had mocked earlier, feeling their cheeks burn with shame.


    Anna nced at the members of the Angel Guild behind her, a look of disappointment shing in her eyes.


    "Do you see that!" Aron shot them a fierce re, his voice harsh and rebuking, "That''s what we call spirit, that''s what we call courage!"


    "You were all spoiled because every time you took action, there was a guard escorting you. The world is far more brutal than you can ever imagine." As he spoke, Aron''s face was filled with abination of disappointment and frustration.


    These members of the Angel Guild, each having an extraordinary talent in the game, were like flowers in a greenhouse under the official protection, never able to truly grow and thrive...


    "Worthless!" The leader of the Night des, a mysterious man, looked at the returning Addison and, lifting his hand, delivered a heavy p to his face.


    "Lord Vite, please let me exin..." Addison, covering his reddened cheek, attempted to speak.


    But he was met with yet another p.


    "What is there to exin? We, the Night des, have sent you so much equipment, and what was the result?" A harsh glint shed in Vite''s cold eyes. "Cowards! All of you, the people of your country, are spineless. I don''t understand what use you are!"


    Addison lowered his head, not daring to speak further.


    Even though he felt a surge of anger at these words, it quickly disappeared.


    Having chosen to be a dog, he had to ept the reality of being one.


    "Get out of my sight." Vite shoved Addison aside, his gaze drifting towards the group of the Green Ivy Group not far away, an odd look shing in his cold eyes.


    Although they belonged to different countries and served different powers, Vite found himself feeling a touch of respect for the yers of the Green Ivy Group.


    He had been observing the recent battle from the rear, his gaze barely lingering on the more than twenty yers of the Green Ivy Group before shifting again.


    "Those three young people are quite unusual..." Vite muttered.


    He was referring to Vicky, Sophia, and Irving.


    At this moment, a low voice of a diminutive ck Robed Old Man by his side broke the silence, "Lord Vite, I believe the most significant threat is the young man in the center... I can feel that he is far more powerful than the other two."


    The ck Robed Old Man, his gaze sharp and prating, was staring intensely at Irving, continuing, "Especially the staff in his hand. I seem to feel a very strong power emanating from it."


    At his words, Vite nodded in agreement. However, as his eyes fell on Irving''s face, his countenance suddenly froze.


    "Is that him?!" Vite couldn''t help but exim.


    "Lord Vite, do you know him?" The ck Robed Old Man inquired.


    "Do you remember our operation in the capital city some time ago?" Vite paused before continuing, "We paid a huge price back then, and finally, one of our small squads managed to infiltrate, but in the end... it was him who ruined the operation!"


    The ck Robed Old Man was also stunned. As his aged gaze fell on Irving again, his eyes became increasinglyplex.


    At that time, the Night des had dispatched a total of five small squads with orders to infiltrate the country at all costs. Their mission was to take advantage of the first offline event hosted by the official authorities to eliminate the first batch of yers granted ess to the Other World Game.


    Their objective was straightforward: to significantly weaken the country''s yer strength.


    The first batch of yers chosen by the Blue Star Will were the most gifted and promising. They possessed certain qualities, and subsequent slots granted to yers were far less valuable.


    However, the meticulously nned operation by the Night des waspletely disrupted by one young man, Irving.


    "ording to the intelligence at the time, he was already a mage back then."the ck Robed Old Man said gravely. "But I feel he is not that simple. Those suddenly appearing venomous spiders are very likely rted to him."


    The next moment.


    The ck Robed Old Man seemed to suddenly realize something. His aged eyes widened: "Could he actually control those venomous spiders? Otherwise, how could they appear in the heart of the volcano?"


    Crucially, if the Poisonous Fang Paralyzed Spiders were naturally present in the volcanic heart, they would have indiscriminately attacked all nearby yers.


    However, the reality was quite the opposite. The Poisonous Fang Paralyzed Spiders seemed to have allied with the yers of the Green Ivy Group, joining the battle together.


    This was the fundamental reason why the guild formed by the Fox family had copsed so swiftly.


    Without the Poisonous Fang Paralyzed Spiders joining the fray, the remaining twenty yers of the Green Ivy Group, despite their bravery and determination, would never havested this long.


    At this moment.


    The sounds of battle in the heart of the volcano gradually subsided, with countless corpses piling up in the narrow passageways.


    James''s armor was stained with blood, and behind him stood twelve yers.


    These yers had fought alongside him to the very end.


    James and the twelve yers simultaneously looked at Vite standing before them, emanating a powerful aura of killing intent. Their bloodshot eyes were filled with rage.


    However, Vite merely gave a disdainful smile. He nced at James and hispanions with indifference, not considering them worth his attention. His cold gaze then shifted to Irving in the distance.


    There was no denying that the young man in the distance piqued his interest greatly.


    "Your name is Irving, isn''t it?" Vite sneered, pointing to the front and continuing with a hint of provocation, "Do you dare toe here and have a chat?"