117: Public enemy? No, it's the public hunting ground.

Myriad Hands Bring Spring: "We... this... are we being hunted by the whole world?"

This trembling question echoed through the Sky Court guild channel.

The channel, which had just been bustling with noise, fell into instant silence.

Every word was like cold iron sand, pouring into everyone's ears.

"Ten times the points... and protected by Great Qin's Dragon's Fortune... this..."

Mad Blade's signature loud voice, for the first time, became so hoarse.

He wanted to curse, but found his throat felt like it was stuffed with sand, unable to squeeze out even a single swear word.

This was not war.

This was an open conspiracy.

It was the First Emperor using the greed of the entire world to custom-make a coffin for every single person in their Sky Court.

"Should I... should I prepare a 'Last Supper' for everyone?"

Gourmet Supplier's voice was tearful; this perpetually optimistic fat man felt the wok in his hand had never been so heavy.

"Even a last meal should be filling... I've just developed 'Courage-Boosting Pig Heart Soup,' it's not very useful, but the name is auspicious..."

His words brought no comfort.

The atmosphere of despair grew even thicker.

"It's useless."

Five Elements Reversal's voice rang out, calm to the point of cruelty.

"This isn't a battle; it's a tide sweeping across the entire server."

"The First Emperor has given up on a one-on-one game with you, Boss; he has chosen to use the weight of the entire world to crush us alive."

"What we face now is not an army, but tens of thousands of red-eyed hyenas."

"They will swarm from all directions, tirelessly, until they gnaw off our last bone."

Yi did not speak.

But he silently disabled the free attack command for all arrow towers in his territory, retracting them all to the core area.

This action spoke more volumes than any words about the seriousness of the situation.

His proud long-range attack, under the rule of "everyone is an enemy," became the most fatal death-Death Warrant.

Any unintentional attack could attract a group of sharks drawn by the scent of blood.

Even Cicada Clothes, who had been lurking, now felt a chill rising from the bottom of her heart.

She watched the discomposure and silence of the top powerhouses in the channel, seeing the despair that could crush any alliance, and finally confirmed it.

The First Emperor's move of "flipping the table" was a true killing blow.

Heaven's Choice, what will you do this time?

Will you perish together? Or will you flee in disarray under the world's encirclement, eventually exhausting all your resources and meeting a tragic end?

She could almost foresee the Sky Court's disintegration.

However, in this deathly silence.

A calm voice suddenly rang out.

It was Lin Feng.

"Why is everyone panicking?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a red-hot steel needle, precisely piercing the buzzing panic in everyone's ears.

Everyone suddenly froze.

Lin Feng still leaned on his throne, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the armrest.

On his face, there was no fear, no anger, not even solemnity.

His gaze fell on the last line of the bloody announcement—"All non-guild lords are hostile units."

It was here.

His fingertip paused for a moment.

A curve slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"One by one."

Lin Feng's gaze swept over the guild list, calling out the first name.

"Five Elements Reversal, you just said we would face tens of thousands of hyenas?"

Five Elements Reversal was startled for a moment, then subconsciously replied, "Yes... yes, Boss. Theoretically, any lord is now our enemy."

"Very good."

Lin Feng nodded, then looked at the next one.

"Yi, you've retracted all your arrow towers?"

Yi was silent for a moment, then said with difficulty, "My range is too far, it's easy to accidentally injure and attract unnecessary enemies."

"Idiot."

Lin Feng commented unceremoniously.

"When did your arrows become so timid?"

Yi's body trembled violently, his fists clenched tightly.

Lin Feng ignored him, turning his gaze to the chef who was about to cry.

"Gourmet Supplier, preparing what last meal? Change the menu, prepare a celebration feast. I want the best, the kind that adds all attributes. Especially... those that increase movement speed and stealth effects."

Gourmet Supplier was completely dumbfounded.

"Cel... celebration feast?"

"Finally, Mad Blade."

Lin Feng's voice suddenly became sharp.

"Put away that expression like your father died. Ten times the points, Dragon's Fortune protection, does it sound so scary?"

Mad Blade subconsciously opened his mouth.

Lin Feng smiled.

That smile carried a madness that sent chills down everyone's spines.

"In my opinion, this is simply the most foolish and most generous decree the First Emperor has issued since his ascension."

In the guild channel, everyone was stunned by Lin Feng's shocking remarks.

Generous?

The First Emperor wants to completely destroy us!

How the hell is this generous?

Lin Feng didn't explain; he just continued speaking to himself.

"He thought that by putting us against everyone, we would be besieged to death."

"But he forgot one crucial thing."

He paused, then, word by word, clearly spoke into everyone's ears.

"On this battlefield of 'Twilight of the Gods,' the rules have changed."

"All non-guild lords are hostile units."

"This sentence applies to us."

"It also applies to them..."

"When a group of hyenas gathers to snatch a piece of meat, what they first need to guard against is not whether the meat will resist."

"But whether their companions will take a bite out of them."

Five Elements Reversal's pupils suddenly contracted.

He seemed to grasp something, yet it was still shrouded in a fog.

Lin Feng didn't give them much time to think; he directly opened the fusion altar.

What was he going to do?

Fuse new troop types? Or defensive towers?

Neither.

He took out a pile of items from his warehouse.

A "Disguise Scroll" (Bronze-grade).

A "Goblin Scout's Stinky Sock" (Black Iron-grade, effect: emits a foul odor, attracts low-level beasts).

And a drop of the purest "Soul Energy" he extracted from the Void Soul-Devouring Dragon.

Cicada Clothes looked at these three items, her brows tightly furrowed.

Junk.

Absolutely worthless junk.

At this critical moment of life and death, what on earth did Heaven's Choice intend to do with these scraps?

Was he mad?

Lin Feng's finger swept over the altar, and the three items were instantly thrown into it.

There was no earth-shattering light, only an inconspicuous, hazy mist slowly condensing in the center of the altar.

"Ding! Fusion successful!"

"Congratulations! You have obtained a special item: Stinking Bait (Epic-grade)."

"Item Name: Stinking Bait"

"Grade: Epic"

"Effect: Can be thrown to any visible location on the map. Upon landing, it will simulate the energy fluctuations of Sky Court guild members (intensity adjustable) and emit a 'treasure' aura that is fatally attractive to the greedy."

"Trait 1: Detonation: When the number of hostile lord units within a certain range around the 'Bait' exceeds 10, it can be manually detonated. The detonation will cause an indiscriminate, medium-intensity mental shock to all units within the range, and apply 'Confusion' and 'Suspicion' effects (lasts 30 seconds)."

"Trait 2: Frame-up: Upon detonation, the source of the damage will be randomly framed onto one of the lords present."

"Remark: When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you... and the unlucky person next to you."

When the attributes of this item were shared in the guild channel.

The entire channel once again fell into a dead silence.

But this time, it wasn't because of fear.

But because of an... inconceivable thrill that shot from the soles of their feet straight to their heads!

"I... f***..."

Mad Blade's mouth was wide enough to fit a fist; as he looked at the item's description, he felt his worldview was completely shattered and then reassembled.

"This... this is f***ing..." Myriad Hands Bring Spring stammered, unable to form a complete sentence for a long time.

"Feint? No, this is creating something out of nothing, sowing discord, framing others... Holy crap, Boss, you've integrated Sun Tzu's Art of War into an item?" Five Elements Reversal's voice was filled with shock.

Gourmet Supplier slapped his thigh, suddenly enlightened!

"I get it! This isn't a fight; this is fishing with explosives!"

"Throw the bait down, wait for the fish to gather, then blow them all up, and they'll start fighting each other!"

Lin Feng watched their excited expressions, then calmly distributed more than a dozen copies of "Stinking Bait" to everyone.

"Listen."

His voice instantly silenced everyone.

"The First Emperor built the biggest stage in the world for us, wanting to see us perform a tragedy of cornered beasts struggling."

"Then we'll perform it for him."

"However, I will write the script."

"From now on, the Sky Court is no longer the prey."

Lin Feng's gaze swept across the map; countless light dots representing lords were already converging from all directions towards them.

A cold curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"This is our hunting ground."

"And all of them are my 'soldiers.'"