At night, after the time for dinner had passed, all the citizens of the Xianzhou Luofu received an official message.
[To all Xianzhou citizens: Tonight at 19:00 System Hour, an online lottery event for Wardance Ceremony tickets will be held. Participation requires watching the broadcast in front of your television for a full 30 minutes. We welcome everyone to participate enthusiastically.]
The Wardance Ceremony was a grand celebration for the Xianzhou. Upon seeing this news, the vast majority of people canceled their plans to go out tonight and honestly sat in front of their TVs to prepare for the ticket lottery.
As for those uninterested in the Wardance, after going out and finding the streets as empty as if swept clean, and seeing that the shops usually open were all closed, they felt bored and had no choice but to return home to rest.
However, this situation was a golden opportunity for certain individuals.
Mudu led his clansmen, disguised as members of the Six Commissions, out of their hiding place. Not far away, a Borisin disguised as a Sky-Faring Commission member walked over and bowed respectfully to Mudu.
"My Lord, the starskiff is ready."
Mudu nodded coldly. He waved his hand to the hundreds of clansmen behind him, and they stepped onto the street together.
Walking on the street, which was so quiet one could hear the chirping of insects, one of the Borisin standing beside Mudu looked at the peaceful surroundings and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
"The streets are so quiet. There's no one around. Unlike before, when those lowly Xianzhou people and Cloud Knights were everywhere!"
Mudu let out a sinister laugh.
"I estimate those Xianzhou people have transferred the majority of the Cloud Knights to maintain order at the venue for that Wardance Ceremony."
"Indeed, just as you say, My Lord. This has actually given us a perfect opportunity!"
Mudu glanced at his trusted aide beside him. Now that the situation was favorable, his mood had also become quite cheerful, and he asked with a smile, "Your mood seems quite good?"
The aide bared his teeth and chuckled. "Of course! As long as we welcome back Lord Warhead, the Borisin will be able to become great again!"
"Correct..."
Mudu nodded slightly, recalling all the grievances they had suffered during this period in order to rescue the Lord Warhead... For the sake of the Warhead, they disguised themselves as the Foxians and Xianzhou people they looked down upon the most, and to avoid exposure, they even had to bow and scrape to them!
But now, everything they had done up to this point was not in vain! After tonight, as long as they welcomed back the Lord Warhead, the future of the Borisin would extend endlessly, until they were great once again!
Mudu reined in his emotions and instructed his aide, "I'll leave the reception to you guys. That Wang Cai, take your clansmen and follow me to welcome the Lord Warhead!"
Wang Cai, who was mixed in with the group of Borisin, nodded silently. Before coming here to be an undercover agent, his Master's older brother had said there would be a big show tonight and told him to leave as soon as possible, otherwise he might be caught in the crossfire.
If he weren't worried about exposing his identity, he would have run away long ago!
Now that he had Mudu's order, he immediately called out a group of Borisin and followed Mudu, turning toward the direction of the docks.
However, just as they turned to leave, a furry Llama suddenly jumped out from the other end of the street. The Llama chewed its cud, walking leisurely down the street. When its gaze met that of the group of Borisin on the street, both sides suddenly froze.
The Borisin who were left behind, upon seeing this Llama, all involuntarily felt their eyes turn red, feeling that their rationality was gradually leaving them.
"Why... seeing this damn Llama, I really want to rush over and tear it to shreds?!"
Some Borisin had already begun to press down the strange rage in their hearts with difficulty, baring their teeth and growling at the Llama. They didn't even care that they were still disguised as members of the Six Commissions, emitting threatening low roars from their mouths.
But the Llama's behavior was even more provocative. It immediately rushed over to Wang Cai and stopped five meters in front of this group of Borisin. The crowd of Borisin watched it chew its cud for a few moments, and then—
They heard a sound. "Tui!"
A mouthful of spit was ruthlessly spat onto the face of one of the Borisin, even causing its body to tilt to the side.
"Damn Llama!"
With this mouthful of spit, the Borisin's barely held rationality collapsed in an instant. It threw its head back and roared, ignoring its own disguise, and ran on all fours, charging wildly at the Llama. Dozens of Borisin pounced directly onto its body, tearing it into fragments.
After killing this Llama, those dozen or so Borisin immediately threw their heads back and howled. But before they could be happy for too long, even more Llamas surged out from the street corner, pouring out like a furry flood.
"Tui!" xN
Those Llamas spat almost in unison. The foul-smelling spit directly plastered the dozen or so Borisin at the very front onto the ground.
"Damn Llama!"
Seeing these Llamas rushing out, the Borisin in the rear were driven by that nameless rage to the point where they didn't want to think about why thousands of Llamas would suddenly surge out onto the street. They charged directly at them.
In an instant, hundreds of Borisin and thousands of Llamas were tearing at each other. For a moment, the sounds of tearing flesh and spitting rose and fell in waves.
Meanwhile, on the roof of a tall building in the distance.
Feixiao, March 7th, and Fu Zhu stood leading a squad of Cloud Knights, watching this absurd scene on the street below. Feixiao and March 7th couldn't help but pinch their noses in disgust; even separated by such a distance, the two of them felt they could still smell the stench of that Llama spit.
March 7th turned her head with some disdain to look at Fu Zhu, who was munching on melon seeds beside her.
"My dear, your trump card is these spitting Llamas?"
Fu Zhu munched on his melon seeds and replied with a chuckle, "March, don't underestimate these spitting Llamas. The force of their spit is quite significant."
These weren't ordinary Llamas; they were MC Llamas!
Their spit could deal half a heart of damage! And it could also knock back the opponent's durability!
Not to mention that now, combined with reality, their spit also carried 'magic' damage—it was stinking foul!
Feixiao looked down at the bottom of the building with a somewhat strange expression. There, suspended in mid-air, was a pitch-black cage. Inside it, a mini-Llama was spinning rapidly. Every second, countless Llamas would appear out of thin air with it as the center. After landing, these Llamas immediately joined the ranks of besieging the Borisin.
"That cage... is it another Divine Artifact? To actually be able to birth life out of thin air, and with such efficiency. Could it be related to [The Procreation]?"
Fu Zhu waved his finger. "That is a [Mob Spawner]. The effect is exactly what you see. As long as you have the egg of the corresponding creature, it can spawn anything."
However, Fu Zhu added a point. A normal Mob Spawner wouldn't have such terrifying spawn efficiency as this one. This current Mob Spawner was modified using the spawner-tuning functions of the [Apotheosis] mod he had purchased before.
Ignoring light levels, increasing the max entity count, reducing the spawn interval—in the end, it evolved into what it was now.
"The egg of the corresponding creature..."
Feixiao and March 7th immediately thought of the same place.
"Then... what about the Vidyadhara?"
Fu Zhu just smiled slightly.
Feixiao's mouth twitched, and even she couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.
"If the Vidyadhara knew that this Divine Artifact capable of continuing their race was used by you to deal with Borisin, I'm afraid they would cry very loudly..."