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[Ding! Hacking is successful!]
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"Hahaha, nothing can stand against me!"
John was standing deep within the heart of his zone. He had spent the better part of the last day in a frantic, high-stakes marathon between his territory and the battlefield that had served as a graveyard for the Demon fleet and the Dragon vanguard.
Upon his return to the site, he found the battlefield eerily silent. It seemed the surviving Demons and Dragons were too preoccupied with their own licking wounds or other stuff to bother burying their fallen kin.
This neglect was a goldmine for John. He had initiated a looting spree, moving like a phantom through the carnage. He had kept his Sandbox ability active at all times. He couldn't risk a stray Demon flying ship or an accidental Dragons' patrolling unit catching a glimpse of a lone human scavenging their fallen comrades.
