The world chat channel was abuzz for a time.
Many lords were clamoring to form groups to hunt down the immortal race soldiers.
Kill immortals, get benefits, drop god-tier equipment!
However, while some were enthusiastic, others remained clear-headed.
"I suggest everyone calm down, don't fall into a trap!"
"The one above is right! My intuition tells me this is a massive trap!"
"Just use your brain! Immortal race soldiers! Those are high-tier players! You believe they only have seven-tier mid-grade elite strength?"
"Maybe it's just the most ordinary immortal race soldier? Or perhaps they're injured and in distress!"
"Bah! As the saying goes, a starving camel is still bigger than a horse! Even the most ordinary immortal race soldier, they still have 'immortal' in their name! Even if they're injured and in distress, their strength should still be formidable!"
"Who was it that leaked this news earlier? I seriously suspect they're intentionally stirring up trouble, digging a pit for the lords in the Endless Abyss region."
"Well said! I suspect another reason is that this fool must have offended the immortal race and fears retaliation, so they want to drag more people down with them to muddy the waters and fish for themselves. What a clever scheme!"
"Heh heh... To put it bluntly, if I were in that position, and immortal race soldiers truly only had that much strength, I'd find a way to claim it all for myself!"
"That's exactly what I was thinking!"
"If we really encounter immortal race soldiers, even top-tier units like the Undead and Bloodkin would be in trouble!"
"This idiot is clearly playing everyone, it's best to just ignore them!"
"Hunting immortal race soldiers is basically wishful thinking, a pipe dream!"
"We will definitely not associate with such a deluded fool!"
The lords in the Endless Abyss region who had been contemplating action gradually cooled down upon seeing these messages.
After calming down, their reason naturally overcame their greed.
Those were legendary immortal race soldiers, beings from a higher plane, akin to the demons from below the nine netherworlds.
Although the Undead, Bloodkin, and Elves were all top-tier races, they could only be dominant in mid to low-tier planes.
If they were truly in a higher plane, these races would be easily crushed.
However, the immortal race, even in higher planes, belonged to the ruling class.
Many lords couldn't even defeat lords with top-tier units.
And they still wanted to hunt immortals for god-tier equipment?
If it were that easy, why would they release the news?
"Damn it! Which bastard released the news earlier? Show yourself if you dare!"
"That's right! Show yourself! We'll show you why the flowers are so red!"
"Let's remain calm! The Endless Abyss region is vast, even if there are immortal race soldiers, we might not find them."
"Besides, even if we encounter them, we shouldn't attack immediately! Don't fall into their trap! Let's first ascertain the true strength of these immortal race soldiers. If they truly only have seven-tier strength, then it won't be too late to form groups and hunt them!"
"The one above makes sense! Everyone must not lose their minds over this matter!"
"..."
...
At this moment, the shifty young man watched these messages, utterly enraged.
"Bang!"
He kicked over the table in front of him, his breathing becoming even heavier.
"A bunch of ungrateful wretches!"
"They don't believe me! This is outrageous!"
"They don't know how to seize opportunities when they're given!"
"They're all unprecedented fools!"
The shifty young man cursed incessantly.
He didn't realize that those who often call others fools are usually the real fools themselves.
Seeing his plan fail, the shifty young man's resentment deepened.
He did indeed want to drag the lords of the Endless Abyss region into the fray.
His goal was naturally to divert the immortal race's hatred.
Even if he couldn't completely divert it, he could at least drag more people down to share the burden.
He could even use the combined strength of the lords to kill that immortal race soldier.
He was indeed digging a trap, but it was just a small one.
That immortal race soldier, though immensely powerful and having wiped out his Iron Blood mercenary team, was indeed only seven-tier mid-grade in terms of true strength.
A seven-tier mid-grade elite creature!
With the strength of the current top lords, they should be capable of defeating it.
Especially that powerful figure, Qian Mo!
Didn't he just eliminate a group of Ironback Wolves this morning?
That Ironback Wolf King was an eight-tier peak commander-level monster.
Therefore, what was a mere seven-tier mid-grade immortal race soldier in comparison?
Thinking of the legendary Qian Mo, the shifty young man's eyes rolled again.
"I wonder if Qian Mo's territory is in the Endless Abyss."
"If it is, given his greedy nature, he'll surely get involved!"
"Heh heh... With his strength, wouldn't killing that immortal race soldier be a piece of cake!"
"As long as he kills the immortal race soldier, he'll make an enemy of the immortal race, and then I'll escape this ordeal!"
The shifty young man's calculations were indeed intricate.
However, it was a pity that he didn't know that the so-called immortal race soldier was precisely Qian Mo's unit.
Or rather, no lord would dare to think in that direction.
After all, the immortal race's tier was too high!
If the immortal race could become a unit, what level would that be?
Moreover, in everyone's understanding, the immortal race couldn't exist as a unit.
Therefore, no one would consider that this suddenly appearing immortal race soldier was someone's unit.
...
Although the lords had calmed down, it was inevitable that a few lords who considered themselves powerful were still scheming.
For instance, in a dense forest somewhere in the western part of the Endless Abyss region.
Here, there was also a pale blue protective shield.
Within the territory, a handsome blue-haired young man was squinting and muttering to himself.
"Is it truly an immortal race soldier?"
"My unit is Asura! One of the Eight Legions! Among top-tier units, it's considered powerful."
"Although still not as strong as the immortal race, if that immortal race soldier truly only has seven-tier mid-grade or even seven-tier peak strength, I might have a chance to try!"
The blue-haired youth's Asura unit belonged to the Asura tribe within the Eight Legions of the Devas.
The Asura tribe was powerful, extremely warlike, and bloodthirsty.
He currently commanded thirty-two Asura units.
The strongest among them had already reached seven-tier peak, and there were three Asuras at seven-tier mid-grade.
The weakest Asura had also reached five-tier mid-grade.
With so many top-tier Asura units, the chance of success in surrounding and killing a mere seven-tier mid-grade immortal race soldier was high.
He also desired development, and development naturally required various special benefits.
If this immortal race soldier was truly a randomly spawned benefit in the region, wouldn't it be a pity not to take the gamble?
Therefore, the blue-haired youth naturally took this matter to heart.
At the same time, he was confident that he had already designated Xiao Mo's immortal race soldier as the next target for his Asura units to search for and hunt.
Meanwhile, in other parts of the Endless Abyss, several other lords with top-tier or advanced units had similar thoughts to the blue-haired youth...