182: The evil Luo Jiuzhou

It was still a dim twilight when some people emerged from the dungeon vortex, while others appeared at the entrance of their tents.

Upon seeing the flags of various nations displayed at the entrance of their own camp, they couldn't help but frown.

Soon, this news spread throughout the entire camp.

"Do you think they've already discovered us?"

A White Eagle Empire expert looked at the distant camp and asked softly.

"Isn't that obvious? We're making such a big commotion; they're not blind. How could they not discover us?"

"But I'm puzzled. The scout who was on watch earlier already found our tracks, so why is there still no news? It's as if these guys are completely ignoring us."

Looking at the distant direction, a Nine Revolutions expert couldn't help but frown, a solemn expression in his eyes.

The calmer it was, the more uneasy he felt.

"Maybe these people are scared."

"With so many of us guarding here, even if these guys were more capable, they couldn't possibly break through this defense. Perhaps they've just given up."

A White Bear Empire expert said, amusing himself.

As a powerful, old empire, the White Bear Empire's people had always been arrogant and conceited, never taking people from other empires seriously.

In their eyes, the White Bear Empire was the number one in the world.

"Let's wait and see what else they can do."

An expert looked at the bustling camp, frowning slightly.

The leader of this team was the monarch of the Flame Empire, who held a thick book in his hand and stood at the very back of the crowd.

This unpretentious book looked ordinary, yet it gave off a unique feeling.

"This is bad! Something's happened! The major empires have come knocking!"

"Those guys have surrounded our camp!"

A man shouted loudly, running towards the central tent as he yelled.

"What? These guys ran to the entrance to block people?"

"That's too shameless!"

"I mean, how can a person be so utterly without limits?"

"We're clearly all in a state of fair competition, so why are these guys doing this?"

"Exactly! A bunch of scoundrels!"

"I'm truly indignant. I really want to go out and fight them. If it weren't for there being too many of them, I'd definitely teach them a good lesson!"

Everyone cursed and grumbled, feeling extremely frustrated.

"They're blocking the main entrance?"

Su Bai was stunned when he heard the news.

These guys had run out of solutions and wanted to drag them down together.

"This is all your doing. You completely messed up their mentality."

"If I were them, I'd definitely drag you down with me."

Mu Yan rolled her eyes at Su Bai beside her and teased.

"You can't blame me for this, can you?"

"If you want to blame someone, blame them for being incapable and incompetent, only fit to be trampled under our feet."

Su Bai shrugged lightly, an innocent expression on his face.

"So, do you want to go out and resolve this?"

Mu Yan looked into the distance and asked softly.

"There's no need for that. Now is not the time for a direct conflict with them. What we need to do is try to instantly kill the World Boss."

"With the altar now, these people can still revive, so killing them is useless."

Su Bai shook his head upon hearing this.

Killing people was a futile effort; snatching the Boss was the key.

"Lord Luo Kyushu, morale is a bit unstable now. Most people are cursing and grumbling, and some feel that since we haven't made a statement, we must be afraid of them. We need to find a way to resolve this."

An old man looked at Luo Jiuzhou, his eyes filled with worry.

He naturally wanted to see Lord Luo Kyushu wreak havoc, just like that day when he faced the gods alone, single-handedly suppressing them with a flip of his hand.

"How about this: you gather the people, and then find about 200 rather formidable housewives. Have them stand inside the barrier and verbally abuse them."

"Tell them to say whatever nasty things they want, to curse them directly to their faces."

Luo Jiuzhou stroked his chin and said seriously.

"Ah, is that appropriate?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of awkwardness flashed across the man's face.

After all, they were all renowned experts. Would it really be appropriate to directly launch such an attack?

"What are you afraid of? I'm not asking you to curse. I'm asking you to find some people, specifically those who are good at arguing, and let them do the cursing."

Luo Jiuzhou frowned at the man in front of him.

"Alright, alright, I'll go arrange it now. Don't worry, I'll make sure these people are perfectly organized."

With that, the man walked towards the distant tents.

In a short while, a full two hundred women were brought to the assembly point.

"Have you all remembered what I told you earlier? You must curse at the top of your lungs. Those who curse well will be rewarded. You can pick anything below a demigod artifact."

"If any of you can curse the opposing experts until they vomit blood, I'll reward you with a demigod artifact."

"If any of you can curse the opposing side unconscious, your descendants can be promoted and granted noble titles."

Looking at the middle-aged women in front of him, even though that expert had already broken through to the Ninth Revolutions, he felt an inexplicable pressure.

"Sir, is what you said true? You won't go back on your word, will you?"

Upon hearing this, the woman, speaking in not-so-fluent official language, asked.

"Of course it's true! Whoever lies to you is a bastard and deserves to die a horrible death."

The man patted his chest and quickly said.

"Then rest assured, I will curse all eighteen generations of their ancestors."

These women patted their chests and promised solemnly.

"Follow me."

This Nine Revolutions expert led the crowd and walked towards the distant direction.

"Still no movement. The World Boss is about to refresh. Are these guys really that calm?"

"Exactly! Logically speaking, they should have sent people to negotiate with us by now. Is it really appropriate for them to ignore us like this?"

"I feel like we're all fools, just standing here being observed by them."

"I'm a Nine Revolutions expert, for goodness sake, and now I'm reduced to a doorman."

Many experts looked at each other, saying.

"Look! There's movement!"

Just then, an expert pointed into the distance and quickly said.

They saw a team slowly walking towards them and subconsciously picked up their weapons.

But when they saw the team full of women, they were stunned and didn't react at all.