"Dark Gold Rose has betrayed the alliance!"
The information exploded like a thunderclap in people's minds.
On the battlefield, people fighting fiercely against monsters raised their heads, the leaders of various guilds looked at each other, simultaneously seeing confusion in each other's eyes.
Inside the occupied tower of the Golden Navigator, a member who rushed in recklessly hadn't had the chance to speak before a sharp blade hovered at his neck, three inches of cold gleam above the hilt, instantly sending chills throughout his body.
"It's me, Vice President," the man swallowed hard.
The darkness receded, the scene in the room gradually becoming clear, dozens of stern holy professionals silently staring at him.
Nanjia Wood snorted coldly, lowered his guard.
"I gave a command, didn't I? Without my permission, no one is allowed to step foot into the tower, you almost lost your head just now."
