In addition, it was worth mentioning that there was a difference between faction reputation and Empire reputation.

Faction reputation represented one's reputation in the Light Faction.

The Light Faction also included races like humans, elves, dwarfs, orcs, and even dragons.

Simply put, faction reputation could be useful with all of these races.

However, the reputation of the Empire was different. Because the Empire Alliance was controlled by the Human Race, the reputation of the Empire was the reputation of the Human Race.

However, because the Empire was huge, its status also increased a lot. Under normal circumstances, it was on the same level as faction reputation.

However, if the other party was a neutral race that was more xenophobic, then faction reputation would still be superior to the Empire's reputation.

As for the reputation of the Dark Faction?

Its effect was the same as the reputation points of the Light Faction.

If the reputation of the Dark Faction players could increase to a certain level, they could use their reputation points to meet higher-level NPCs and accept higher-level missions.

It was because of this that the dark assassins were so crazy.

"You can obtain faction reputation by killing the other faction's members?" Lorne muttered to himself.

The mission just now was very clear. As long as he killed the players of the Dark faction, he would obtain a large amount of faction reputation.

Although he did not care much about faction reputation, he needed to develop in the Light faction after all. In order to make it easier to come into contact with other factions in the future, it was not impossible to accumulate faction reputation in advance.

Thinking of this, he could not help but focus on the fat sheep, Bloodthirsty.

After killing so many players from the Light Faction, not only did he have a large amount of faction reputation, but he also had a red title.

If he could kill this Bloodthirsty, the harvest would definitely be very rich.

As he pondered…

His friend list suddenly lit up.

"Brother Tyrant, are you there?"

It was a message from Twinkle Rose.

"What's wrong, big-busted sister?"

"Sob, the players of the Netherworld Guild are too much. Many of our sisters in the Silver Snow Guild have been attacked. After being disturbed by them, we can't play anymore."

Twinkle Rose began to wail.

Lorne was surprised.

He knew the strength of the Silver Snow Guild. It was definitely among the top 30 guilds in Iron Skull City.

Could it be that even such a powerful guild could not block the attack of the Dark Guild?

"Those guys are simply shameless, especially Bloodthirsty. This scoundrel specifically targeted the Priests in our guild and directly cut off our healing support."

"There are so many of you from the guilds. Can't you kill him?"

"We can't." Twinkle Rose said sadly, "Ordinary assassins would not dare to act recklessly against our high-level team. Only that detestable Bloodthirsty has a very special equipment that can turn him invisible. We can't do anything to him."

"What do you plan to do?"

"The guild can't fight without a Priest. I'm considering bringing them back to Iron Skull City."

Twinkle Rose sighed helplessly and said, "Brother Tyrant, why don't you help us kill that detestable Bloodthirsty? It just so happens that he's a red name player now. As long as we kill him, we can drop that very special invisibility equipment on him. Without it, the sisters of the Silver Snow Guild won't have to be afraid of him."

"Eh…" Lorne hesitated.

Originally, he did not want to interfere in this matter, but his faction reputation made his thoughts waver.

Now, the special invisibility equipment that Twinkle Rose mentioned made him have some thoughts.

Thinking of this, he said, "Go and spread the news that I'm near the Lake of Death in the northwest. Get them to find me. If I really encounter them, I'll definitely kill them to avenge you, Big-busted Sister!"

"Hehe, Brother Tyrant has a conscience."

Twinkle Rose immediately smiled, "With that, I'll bring my sisters here to persevere a little longer. By the way, you have to be careful too. Bloodthirsty is not alone. There's a huge team of assassins besides him."

"I don't care about Bloodthirsty, but what I'm really interested in is what you want to repay me with…" Lorne joked.

"Let sister think about it…"

"Huh? Is there really a chance?"

Who knew what the big-busted sister was thinking? She was probably teasing him. Lorne shook his head and smiled, not thinking anymore.

He looked at the map and continued in the designated direction.

…

[Doomsday Forest]

"Regional Announcement: Dark Faction player "Bloodthirsty" has killed 1,500 players in a row. He's on a row!"

Not long after, Bloodthirsty killed another 500 people. He was simply an emotionless life harvesting machine.

Such a terrifying achievement made all the Light Faction players in the forest nervous.

"That Bloodthirsty has gone mad."

"Yeah, a 300-man team died at his hands just now."

"This is too sick. He killed several Deputy Guild Leaders of some large guilds."

"How f*cking awesome!"

"I can't play the game properly. This damned place is too terrifying. I don't want reputation points anymore. I'll go back to Iron Skull City to farm monsters."

"Even the large guilds don't have a place to stay. There's nothing we can do. Let's go quickly, lest we be sent back to the city for free."

"Is there really no one who can stop that guy?!"

In the regional chat, the solo players were trembling. They were already frightened by the attacks of the Dark faction players and could not muster up any fighting spirit.

At this moment, a piece of news gradually spread among the players.

The most famous player, [Tyrant], was walking towards the northwest of the Lake of Death!

When this news spread, countless players felt despair.

It was because they all believed that only Tyrant had the ability to stop Bloodthirsty, he was almost everyone's last hope.

But now, he had gone to the Lake of Death, and Bloodthirsty was in the Doomsday Forest. The two were too far apart. It was impossible for them to meet.

Just as all the players were feeling depressed, a shout sounded in the entire region.

"As I said, Tyrant is my main target. No matter if you leak this information to distract me, I will find him. If it's true, I will cut off his head and let you see how powerful the Netherworld Guild is! If this is fake, heh heh, at that time, the entire world will know that the so-called City of Kings, Iron Skull City, is just a gathering place for a bunch of useless people!"

[From: Netherworld Guild - Bloodthirsty]

Boom!!!

When this news spread, the entire chat channel of the Doomsday Forest exploded again.

Bloodthirsty wanted to find Tyrant!

This was great news!

Of course, this could also make all the players in Iron Skull City become the laughing stock of the world.

If this was just a temporary plan by a player, then Iron Skull City would definitely be the laughing stock of the world. Not a single player would be able to escape from the shame.

While the players were pleasantly surprised and melancholic, another shout was heard.

"I'm at the Lake of Death, you can come at any time!"

[From: Tyrant]

When this information appeared, there was a loud bang. All the players in the Doomsday Forest went crazy.