This choice was not made on impulse by Rust Monument.
During the previous battle, it had already sensed unease.
The death penalty had not made these beings retreat or fear death.
Those who had lost their Divine Talents instead fought even harder, with nothing left to hold them back.
They turned themselves into bait.
Into cannon fodder.
They used their own bodies as markers to identify linked Ash soldiers.
Rust Monument no longer placed its hopes on a prolonged battle.
It wanted every living being here dead.
Even if the price was half of its army.
Abandoned Zone No. 1 was shrouded in fog.
Dead players could no longer return to the resurrection point.
Just as players who had lost their worlds could never return home.
One corpse after another fell from the sky.
They dropped into the River of Order, the river that lit up this night sky and made Starsea truly become Starsea.
The moment true death arrived, the atmosphere on the battlefield changed.
