Tyler grinned in triumph, his face full of malice: "The ants are crying, and the ignorant adventurers will face the judgment of the gods!"
Golden Dragon Seberk roared, like an ancient god reprimanding its ignorant followers. The fierce dragon head lifted, and a massive golden torrent descended upon the archers below.
"Holy Shit! My buddy turned into a huge gold lump!"
"Hurry and loot my body, see if I turned into a giant gold coin."
"Damn! If you get killed by the Golden Dragon's breath, does your body turn into a gold bar? I can't win in a fight, but collecting gold isn't a bad idea, right?"
Orson looked down, his face showing an expression of bewilderment: "What are they thinking?"
"Damn! A person turning into a gold bar this big? That's gotta be worth tens of thousands of gold coins!"
The rumor that any player killed by the Golden Dragon's breath would instantly turn into a gold bar quickly spread through the crowd.
Orson was stunned.
