Conquer the Birthplace of Legends

After eating a big meal, the members of the Western Punitive Expedition fell asleep. No matter how strong and powerful they were, no-one could stand days of ceaseless pursuit.

Western Punitive Expedition. It sounded easy, but in practice, it was very dangerous. Once those who were being pursued were forced into dire straits, they would put up a desperate fight. In desperate times, people’s will for survival would grant them unimaginable power.

Meanwhile, for the Eastern side, things weren’t as optimistic as it was before. Kings were worn out; experts were not as sharp as they were when they were in their full spirit.

"Hello, everyone. My name is Kat. I’m an interviewer. Please remember my name because I may die at any second now. I’m risking my life approaching a mob of kings from the Eastern camp. No! They are not a mob. We shall respect them now. They are the kings that formed the Western Punitive Expedition!"