At the stroke of the hour, the leaderboard refreshed—and all eyes were on it.
The Druid God had reclaimed the top spot, drawing attention across the server. It was clear that today's level rankings were going to be a major focus.
Not long after clearing the battlefield, Ethan's private messages started pouring in.
Skyblade: Boss, where are you grinding? Bring me with you!
Slashblade: Ethan, check the official website.
SeraphWarrior: Boss, you're just too much.
Tears of the Fallen: Boss, intel says Overlord's calling a guild leaders' meeting. Looks like they're targeting us.
Moonbeam: Ethie… did you take your meds?
Ethan let out a laugh, scrolling through the messages. Lyla's stood out the most—did I take my meds? What the hell did she mean by that?
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Celia had sent a more urgent message.
'Zachary, that bastard, is making a move?'
