Villain Ch 1578. FOR GLORY
Ront City was now ablaze with life and noise. Streets previously hushed in fear echoed with laughter, lively chatter, and the excited hum of countless voices. Banners and flags representing guilds and famous players snapped vividly in the cool breeze. The atmosphere crackled with frenetic energy—the kind felt at festivals, battlefields, or, like today, both.
Players bustled in clusters, armor polished to mirror-bright perfection, enchanted cloaks rippling with pulses of magic. Mages tested spells in last-minute drills, sparks of fire and ice blooming briefly like fireworks against the twilight sky. Warriors sharpened blades and adjusted heavy plate armor, the metallic scrape resonating as they talked strategy—some nervous, others confidently boasting.
