Not far away, some players who had hesitated earlier and not joined the fray to offer support were now clenching the masked kerchiefs in their hands, their guts turning green with regret, wishing they could reveal their identities right now and shout out, "I too am a member of the alliance, please bestow upon me your favor, village chief."
For the vast majority of ordinary players, the fine-quality golden sore medicine was considered an extremely expensive lifesaving drug, which regular players simply couldn't afford, and even using it caused them great pain.
Because in Mixed Martial Arts World, medicine was an incredibly luxurious item.
"I never expected Black Wind Village Chief to show up at Chessboard Mountain again, could it be that the mountain will be blood-washed once more?"
"Black Wind Village Chief has the Divine Eagle and can fly high and low in the sky, his presence is everywhere there's action, that's the kind of Martial World life I dream of, I'm so envious."
