The atmosphere in the area suddenly froze.
Watching the dungeon entrance vanish before the deadline, all the guilds present knew exactly what it meant. For a moment, those who had been shouting reprimands, those preparing to echo them, and those planning to confront the Godslayer Guild as soon as they emerged all fell dead silent.
The face of that Level 61 Second-Turn expert turned green on the spot. He was, after all, a high-ranking executive of a Five-Star Guild, yet right now, he had just been slapped in the face by a rookie player who hadn't even completed their First Turn. To make matters worse, he couldn't even formulate a retort. Because they really had perfectly cleared the Red Moon Tide dungeon, everything he had just said was reduced to utter bullshit.
On the other hand, the executives of the Arcane Roar and Storm Eagle Eye guilds, who had been frustrated but unable to speak up earlier, now felt a profound sense of vindication.
