The sky remained overcast, and a drizzle hung in the air, adding a damp touch to the nebulous stench of blood.
The city after the great battle had no trace of vitality; no one knew how many years it would take to recover. But this wasn't something the Conquerors needed to worry about.
The Silver Trojan didn't waste a single second. As soon as the break ended, it issued an announcement.
"The next phase of the mission begins. Given your exceptional performance, the top twenty teams in the points ranking will have the privilege of choosing their teleportation locations."
A lot of people died in this round. Furthermore, upon learning that the European region suffered relatively low losses, Silver Trojan used its scope of permissions to provide perks to the top twenty teams.
"You could at least tell us the mission objective first, right? Otherwise, how are we supposed to choose?" Ma's Gang's deputy leader, feeling superior, tried negotiating with Silver Trojan.
