The announcement came before the dust had fully settled.
It rang through the perception of every soul on the field, and this time it carried no warning, no countdown, no threat. It carried a verdict.
[Congratulations on winning the event and securing the Star Mayhem Mountain.]
[The seal over the Mountain is broken. For the next one month, you may enter the Mountain and scour it for resources. There are mines, hidden groves, and myriad other places containing useful materials. During this time, the Doom Monarch may send his minions to disrupt and kill you.]
[After one month, the Doom Monarch will launch a war on the ocean, sending his armies against the four allied forces with the goal of extermination.]
[All the best in your endeavors.]
The notice faded.
