Upon witnessing how effective the webs were, Xu Yuan seized the opportunity. Riding the Ender Dragon, he cast layer after layer of webs around the battlefield, sealing it off completely. No one would leave today without HIM’s permission!

Despair was etched across the players’ faces; it practically seeped from their screens. Viewers watching the livestream shivered at the sight.

“He… he’s not planning to kill them right away, is he?”

“After all this time, it feels like the real nightmare is just starting…”

“What does HIM even want?”

“That’s exactly it. Nobody can predict his moves—that’s what makes it so agonizing…”

“Are these really webs? Because they look like steel wires to me! Once you’re bound, you’re done for!”

“…”

In the bustling livestream chat, not a single person could decipher HIM’s intentions. But one thing was clear: the Eternal Guild was about to experience genuine torment.

Yonghui, Canglong, and Tianheng were now like beaten dogs, their pride shattered. They finally understood—HIM wasn’t like any other entity in the game. He was on another level entirely.

Resisting was futile. They, like the other players, were left wondering what HIM would do next.

In a flash, HIM teleported, gathering up players not trapped by the obsidian cage and dragging them to the area covered in black obsidian. He moved quickly and precisely, embedding these unfortunate souls within the blocks.

With a casual wave of his hand, HIM lifted the players and their obsidian prisons skyward. Everyone was stunned.

“WHAT THE ACTUAL—?!”

“If… if I’m guessing right, he’s controlling the obsidian. That’s why we’re rising…”

“DAMN IT!!! GM! WHERE ARE YOU?! Give me a rational explanation for this!!”

“What is he trying to do?! Can’t he just end this already?!”

“…”

The air grew thick with dread. The players rose higher until HIM halted their ascent. Looking down, they saw the Eternal Guild’s headquarters beneath them—a perfect vantage point over their territory.

While the captured players stared downward, HIM raised a hand again. The guild headquarters suddenly split apart like a layered cross-section. Blocks from the upper layer floated into the air, revealing the guild’s internal structure—storage rooms, treasures, and all.

Confusion spread like wildfire.

“What… is he doing now?!”

“If he’s going to destroy it, just destroy it! Why go to such lengths?”

“Come on! Just kill us and get it over with!”

“Argh! This is driving me insane! What kind of torture is this?!”

“…”

The mental strain was becoming unbearable. Death would have been swift mercy, but HIM wasn’t granting it. The guild members couldn’t even comprehend the purpose of this humiliation.

Viewers in the livestream couldn’t see what the captives saw, but they could still spot the floating obsidian platforms and the exposed guild headquarters below.

———

“Newton must be turning in his grave!”

“Everyone knows Minecraft doesn’t play by Newton’s rules.”

“This game is one big leap between reality and virtual insanity!”

“HIM is absolutely absurd. He can control every single block?!”

“I was already floored by the Death Knight’s lava earthquake, and that’s just one of HIM’s minions. But what’s the endgame here?”

“Feels like he’s trying to trap them up high. But why dismantle their guild HQ?”

———

“…”

Pengpeng, observing the chaos, was equally perplexed. He raised his platform a few blocks higher to get a clearer view of the guild’s innards. Then it dawned on him—he understood HIM’s intention.

After a moment’s thought, Pengpeng made a daring decision. Breaking the block beneath his feet, he inched toward the Eternal Guild’s territory.

HIM’s eyes locked onto him instantly. The Death Knight nearby tensed, fearful of HIM’s reaction, but dared not interfere.

“My king…”

To everyone’s surprise, HIM didn’t make a move against Pengpeng. He simply turned away, tacitly allowing his approach.

Pengpeng exhaled in relief and rushed toward the guild headquarters.

Viewers were dumbstruck.

“?????????”

“Why is HIM letting the streamer in?!”

“He’s not attacking the streamer?!”

“What is going on here?!”

“Why is the streamer even heading in?! I’m more confused than ever!”

“…”

As soon as Pengpeng arrived, the Eternal Guild players spotted him. He bolted straight for the storage rooms, pillaging everything in sight, stuffing his backpack to the brim. Then, with reckless abandon, he went on a destructive spree. Breaking anything he disliked, he even planted TNT in Tianheng’s room and blew it sky-high, punctuating it with a disdainful spit.

Still unsatisfied, Pengpeng turned to the players above and flashed a rude hand gesture.

“Weren’t you all so high and mighty?!”

“The number one guild, huh? Enjoying the view from up there, are we?”

“The scenery’s not bad, is it?”

“Your resources are great too! Since you can’t come down, it’d be a shame to let them go to waste…”

“I’ll help myself—no need to thank me!”

“Oh, and by the way, I’m a top streamer now! Tons of people are watching me!”

“Pretty soon, you’ll have even more visitors here—make sure to greet them properly~”

Switching to third-person perspective, Pengpeng addressed the stream.

“Everyone, today’s your lucky day! I’ll drop the guild headquarters coordinates soon—first come, first serve!”

Pengpeng’s grin couldn’t be wider. He understood HIM’s true intention now.

HIM was trapping the guild members here, forcing them to watch helplessly as everything they built was stolen. They’d be mocked, humiliated by every visitor. Their shame would be relived every time someone entered.

This was HIS psychological torment—pure and relentless.

Realization dawned on the Eternal Guild members. They trembled as the reality of HIM’s sadism sank in.

“He… he’s going to keep us here?!”

“He’s making us watch everything we own get looted?!”

“Damn it! Just end this already!”

“It’s over… all three guilds’ resources… what happens if it’s all taken?!”

“Heh, you think we’ll get out of this? Think again.”

“…”

Yonghui, Canglong, and Tianheng were paralyzed with fear. HIM’s cruelty transcended physical defeat—this was the ultimate humiliation.

For this battle, they’d staked everything. But instead of annihilation, they were condemned to watch and suffer. The guild, once proud, was now a spectacle for every lowly player or wandering stranger to trample over.

And they couldn’t do a thing about it.

This was a fate worse than death.

“Screw this! I’m done!”

“Done? How’ll you answer to the higher-ups?!”

“Damn it! What can we do? We’re stuck here!”

“…”

Unlike other guilds, Eternal Glory had corporate backing. Now, they were trapped, humiliated, and stripped of everything.

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