In the void, I drew the War Song Sword and quietly approached the nearest NPC Mage. This was an 80-bit Platinum-grade NPC. According to the settings of the Yueheng system, a Mage's health pool could not possibly be very high. Although it was certainly higher than a player's, I figured it was only around several tens of thousands.
All around me, not far away, system NPCs were each surrounded by players. Some were chatting in groups of twos and threes, while others feigned buying potions or repairing gear near the NPCs. In truth, this was precisely the moment when human nerves were most fatigued. If anyone from Romantic World were paying attention right now, they would surely spot the unusual activity here. After all, why would so many people come to buy potions at the same time? The leveling zone in the South City Plains was considered relatively minor; ordinary players primarily chose the Silver Moon Mountain Range and the Undead territories west of Silvermoon City as their first choice for leveling.
In the party channel, Night Killer gave a loud command: "Listen up, everyone! The attack begins in two minutes. Listen up, everyone! The attack begins in two minutes. Please make sure each of you has a designated target to attack, to ensure all NPCs are struck at the same time so they cannot concentrate their firepower."
Chapter 369