Some people started running, not yet figuring out what was happening.
Just like that, more and more players began to flee...
Until they collided into a dungeon team from the Azeroth Guild Alliance, one of the seven major player guild organizations.
The player leading the team was named Black Friday.
He was the leader of the core battle squad, the Holy Temple Knights, of the Azeroth Guild Alliance, a seasoned veteran whose combat ranking was just shy of the top hundred.
And behind him were more than a dozen player knights of the Holy Temple Knights.
Everyone wore shiny armor, exuding a fierce aura.
And the team leader, Black Friday, who was already Silver Middle Level Full Level, watched the fleeing players with a slight frown:
"Why is everyone running? What's going on? So panicked?"
"A Demon God escaped! It's chasing behind us!"
A player, who was engulfed in the shining Holy Light, kindly explained.
"Demon God?"
Black Friday raised his eyebrows.
