<h4>Chapter 619: ck me Valley</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion


    ck me Valley was very much like Death Valley in terms of its size. There was only one path that led into the valley. Compared to Death Valley, ck me Valley was situated further from the town. A yer with max Agility and at full sprint would have taken at least forty minutes to reach the ce. As for the Elementalists, they would require one hour on foot.


    Due to its remote location and the high demand of the ck me Steed’s Pet Eggs, skirmishes between parties or individuals happened frequently at this high-tier monster zone.


    In locations such as these, it was crucial topletely overpower your opponent.


    This was due to the fact that if one was killed at the ck me Valley, the one-hour journey would dy the resurrected yer’s time. After being put down at the valley, unless one had the confidence to regain authority, it was an unspoken rule that those defeated would never set foot into the ce ever again. Due to this reason, weaker yers would consciously avoiding to this far-fetchednd. As a result of the harsh penalties, yers that camped in this ce were mostly Level 48 or above.


    Moreover, yers below Tier 5 usually traveled here inrge groups. They would arrive very early and upy one of the ck me Steed’s spawn points. If not, it would be difficult to find a farming location when the valley was crowded with people. After that, came the long wait and incessant farming for the Pet Egg. yers usually would not encroach other’s territory during the spawning hours.


    But today, the situation was a little different than usual...


    ***


    On a farming spot not far away from the valley’s entrance, a party made up by forty-seven yers had just painstakingly put down eight ck me Steeds. When the Berserker tried to collect the dropped rewards, nothing was found on the floor.


    “Fuck! What the hell? We have been farming for hours now and still no sign of the egg. Isn’t the drop rate a little too low?!”


    “No way. Nothing again?” A Bowmaster emerged from behind and checked the floor around the Steeds corpses thoroughly. Disappointed and helpless, the Bowmaster voiced his concerns to the Shadowmancer at the back, “Hanlin, this is bullshit. We have farmed for five to six hours now and still, we’ve got no Pet Eggs. So far, we also only managed to pick up a Tier 5 White Grade and another Tier 5 Blue Grade ¹ . Sooner orter, the party will lose its patience.”


    “This is expected. If not, why would people be willing to pay 150,000 for the egg?” The Shadowmancer known as Hanlin sneered at the Bowmaster. “If we are able to obtain one every few hours and judging by our speed, do you really think we could still be around here? Keep quiet and get to work. I don’t believe we won’t be getting anything for three days straight.” The Bowmaster sighed after listening to the Shadowmancer. Hanlin was right. Despite being here the longest, their farming rate was the lowest among all other parties inside the valley. Not only had they spent the most time killing a ck me Steed, but they were also the mostborious ones. They had only achieved slightly more than a hundred ck me Steeds so far, after all the hours spent. To get a Pet Egg this early at such low efficiency was no doubt delusional.


    After he thought it through, Bowmaster returned to join the team when he heard the part exhausted, part hopeful voice of the Berserkering from the back, “A minuteter, as usual, Priest will apply buffs to everyone. For now, take a short break wherever you are.”


    While barking out instructions, the Berserker walked dejectedly toward the Shadowmancer andmented, “In my opinion, at this rate, the possibility of getting a Pet Egg on the first day is close to... zero. But it’s equally unlikely that we can stay here for three consecutive days. After the third round of the Grand Tournament ends, I think those powerful Champions would soon return and reim their territory here.”


    Hanlin jeered at the Berserker who belittled his own group, “So what? We have forty-five Tier 4 and two Tier 5 and we won’t surrender easily. Stop being a coward.’


    As he spoke, the Shadowmancer suddenly sensed something and looked toward the valley’s path.


    “What?” Those around him got nervous after noticing his troubled face. “Is someoneing?” The valley’s path was forty meters long, which fell exactly within the detection range of a Tier 5 Elementalist’s Elemental Perception. Being a Shadowmancer, Hanlin was naturally the first to detect the presence of new visitors.


    It so happened that the valley had now been fully upied. The arrival of any new parties would definitely hurt their chances of retaining their current spawn points.


    “Why are they here?” Hanlin blurted. He waspletely dumbfounded, which could be clearly seen through his nk expression.


    “You know them?” The Berserker looked at Hanlin oddly and extended his head to look toward the valley’s opening.


    He was stunned too.


    “Damn, for real?”


    Other yers, being curious, had all moved forward and were lined horizontally across the path.


    “Fuck!”


    “These bastards, whye here instead of helping the Angel Faction topete for better rankings at the Mythical Mirage?” Most of them were aggravated after they identified the new iers.


    Of course, these words were exchanged in a low voice. It was no fun if these expletives were to be heard by the ten or more winged Champions approaching them fast.


    “There are more of them!” Hanlin bellowed.


    Even without his exmation, everyone had already noticed the great mass of peopleing through the valley opening. From the initial few dozen, they expanded to about a hundred, then a few hundred.


    When the winged yers flew past them, the path was already filled with a dense crowd. The highly recognizable Tier 5 Equipment and league insignia disyed their unquestionable levels and status.


    Many parties inside the valley were also startled by the entry of therge group of unexpected “guests”.


    Everyone had stopped their activities at hand and looked toward the entrance simultaneously.


    ***


    “Shit! If we arrived twenty minutes earlier, we would have killed a dozen ck me Steeds already. I can’t believe we are told to wait aimlessly for the main troops in the air. I am speechless.”


    “Yea. Why not send in the Elementalist directly? What a waste of time.” Two yers among the winged Champions muttered when they flew into the valley. The partynded on the nearest farming spot without hesitation despite the abundant gazes thrown at them from the surrounding yers.


    “So this is a ck me Steed? It’s really as handsome as what we have been told. No wonder its Pet Egg could be sold at such high prices.” ck Rock was amazed when he saw the few strong-willed ck me Steeds shining brightly with bodies zing with purple mes.


    “Er, Rocky, it seems someone was here before us. Sigh...” Behind ck Rock, arade reminded him loudly. This considerate and timely “reminder” raised the eyebrows of the yers who were dumbstruck by ck Rock’s sudden intrusion.


    “Here before us?” ck Rock deliberately spoke in a surprised tone, “So what? Thisnd does not belong to them. Why can’t we stop here just because someone had arrived earlier than us? Be reasonable...”


    “Besides, these monsters are spawned by the system, not bred by these people. So it’s definitely legal for us to farm even though someone was here before us! What if they decided to stay here forever? Are we going to wait forever for them to leave? Illogical, right? As long as we don’t disturb them andpete fairly, the loot goes to the stronger team.”


    “True.” The winged Champions formed a circle behind ck Rock and endorsed ck Rock’s reasoning. “If that’s the case, it’spletely fine for us to proceed to the other spots then.” Under the helpless sight of the surrounding yers, the winged yers split up at the entrance and dived quickly toward other farming spots.


    At the same time, the five hundred or more yers from the Fallen Angels also segregated themselves into smaller troops and marched into the Death Valley respectively.


    They ignored therge and small parties that came before them and directly charged into every farming point, even though they were already upied with many yers.


    This included the one nearest to the entrance, which was guarded by Hanlin’s party.


    “Come on, aplete conquer?”


    Hanlin and his party had long given up on resisting after being surrounded by a few hundred well-equipped Tier 5 yers. They were almost trampled by the iing flux of the Fallen Angels’”army”. They looked at each other helplessly as the Fallen Angels men brazenly infiltrated one after another pre-upied farming point.


    The rude intrusion by Fallen Angels had finally provoked a minority of hardcore yers.


    Some ns had prepared to challenge the Fallen Angels.


    However, yers from the Fallen Angels paid no attention to them. They neither chased them away nor fought with them. The Fallen Angels only allocated five different sses on each farming point. These five yers stayed close to it and took care of business swiftly every time a new ck me Steed spawned. They showed no interest in other parties, whether it was one that left admittedly or those that tried topete with them.


    Several Tier 5 sses would face no problem taking down the Tier 6 ck me Steed quickly. Truth be told, not many had the guts to challenge the Fallen Angels openly under the presence of their enormous troops.


    A few minutester, more and more parties decided to leave the region after most of their experience and loot were being robbed away by the Fallen Angels.


    ***


    “Hey, I have encountered some real fighters. Seven Tier 5, three Tier 4. They have given their best. We can’t sweep all their experience with only six of us.”


    “Oh? There is a Tier 5 party around?” ck Rock was highly interested. He passed over his farming spot to other members and dashed toward the mentioned spot. “Do they have a n?”


    “Netherspirit’s w.”


    ck Rock stopped mid-air as he heard that. “Never mind then. It’s not really a big deal to spare them with them one spot.”


    “The problem is, they refused a truce. These men even dered that they have called in their reinforcements from the League and will do everything to fight us.”


    “What?” ck Rock once again stopped in mid-air. “Woah, that’s scary.”


    “What should we do?”


    “Hmm.... Let’s see. Well, we will have to leave this kind of diplomatic matters in the hands of our beloved League Commander. Hey, when will this old horse be willing to flex his muscles?” ck Rock called out to Qin Ruo through the n channel.


    ***


    Half a minuteter, the group from Netherspirit’s w admitted defeat and unhappily left the Death me Valley.


    ***


    “Sorry for the trouble, Netherw.”


    “No big deal. It was their fault to stand in your way. We should have a drink sometime when you are free.”


    “No problem.”


    After the conversation ended, Death me Valley had been officially sealed out by the Fallen Angels.