Whether they were players responsible for protecting Dr. Duor or those planning to kill him, everyone's expressions changed at this moment. The Big Man closest to him rushed forward, grabbing Dr. Duor by the collar, and shouted with a grim face, "Don't you dare die..."
Before the words were finished, Dr. Duor's eyeballs, which were already rolling back, completely turned over, slumping lifelessly in the Big Man's hands. Without checking for a pulse, anyone could see he was dead.
"Damn it!" Everyone cursed in unison again. The few players who had originally escorted Dr. Duor to the Secondary City were at a disadvantage; upon seeing him dead, they charged in a fit of rage, scattering the players surrounding them for a moment.
With Dr. Duor dead, the players who came after them had no intention of continuing the fight, though the Big Man also seemed thoroughly annoyed.
"What's the point of pretending now? Great, they scared him to death!" one player spat from afar.
