Then, they immediately began to take action.
The chat channel was buzzing with voices.
"Damn, what are you all waiting for, brothers?"
"Those available, hurry and explore the Abyssal Rift. Even if you just get one Abyssal Magic Stone, you've hit the jackpot!"
"You're absolutely right. I've already started rushing in, hoping to make a big fortune today."
Besides these people, many others were posting team-up notices.
"Level 21 Shield Knight looking for quality teammates, need some high magic damage Elemental Magic!"
"Level 22 Berserker, weapon is a Purple Battleaxe. Is there any team that needs me?"
"Level 20 Priest..."
At this late night hour, countless Survivors began forming teams and then fearlessly entered the Abyssal Rift.
All to take a chance on bringing back a few Abyssal Magic Stones to exchange with Han Xing for the Blood Curse Antidote.
At this moment, Han Xing looked at the content of the Survivors' chat and smiled.
Because that was his intention all along.
