Compared to the anticipation of Eriri and the others, Rikka and her friends didn't really care much about it.
After all, through their long-term contact with Eriri and Sirin, Kaguya and the others had subconsciously come to believe that the power obtained in the game could be brought into reality. Furthermore, coming from excellent family backgrounds and having received elite educations, they instinctively wanted to seize such an opportunity.
On Rikka's side, under the influence of Rikka and Anshera, Dekomori Sanae and Nibutani Shinka cared much more about the joy of playing games with friends than gaining power.
Their personalities also influenced the majority of the guild members.
As a result, most players in the Far East Magical Society were not very enthusiastic about raiding bosses; instead, they preferred exploring more of the game's lore and stories.
Ironically, this mindset led them to have the highest number of hidden class players, allowing their overall strength to keep pace with the top-tier guilds.
...
The Underworld Mutual Aid Society, whose core members were all devils who had entered the game later, was a strong contender for the number one guild despite having the fewest members. Aside from a few friends the devils had made in the game, the entire roster consisted of devils from the Underworld.
Initially, they were sent into the game by Beelzebub to find a way to coordinate with him from the inside.
However, as batch after batch of devils entered the game carrying repeatedly improved magic circles and communication methods, only to lose contact, they gave up on the idea of directly breaking out of the game. Instead, they began to fully support Serafall and Grayfia in clearing the game.
Although the two women had not yet reached the absolute peak in their own world, their thousands of years of combat experience were incredibly rich. Currently, they could be considered the two strongest combatants in the entire game.
Compared to them, whether it was the new generation of devils or cheat-like players like Eriri, everyone else was at least a tier below. The only one who could keep up with them was Anshera.
Therefore, even though the Underworld Mutual Aid Society didn't have many players, it faintly possessed the momentum of the top guild.
At this moment inside the Underworld Mutual Aid Society, Serafall, Grayfia, Rias, Toujou Koneko, and Himejima Akeno, the first five devils to enter the game, were discussing the upcoming Christmas event.
"A game event, huh? I didn't expect that God of Games to be quite so nice. It would be even better if he didn't harbor any malice toward us devils."
Serafall, wearing a purple magical girl outfit she had crafted herself, rested her cheek on her right hand and joked with a smile.
She was the first to accept the reality of being trapped and the first to start enjoying the game.
After all, she deeply despised her status as a Demon King. Although it brought her a higher position, it also attracted the covetous eyes of pureblood devils throughout the Underworld who were staring at her Demon King title.
In the Underworld, she not only had to face external pressure but also constantly deal with those annoying 72 Pillar devil families.
In contrast, her time in the game was the most comfortable she had been in a thousand years.
Thus, except for the very beginning, Serafall actually had a pretty good impression of the legendary God of Games.
It was just that, perhaps because too many devils had smuggled themselves into the game, all the devils could clearly feel that they were much unluckier in every aspect of the game compared to other players.
"We must treat this event seriously. Many of the devils who joined the guild later still haven't caught up to us in level. If they can raise their levels in a short amount of time, we can focus more of our energy on clearing the floors."
Grayfia was always thinking about how to achieve the optimal outcome.
And this event was undoubtedly a great opportunity for her.
Compared to Serafall, she was already getting somewhat tired of this game.
Even though life in the game was relaxing, she was more worried about what had become of the Underworld now that it had lost their two Demon King-level combatants.
After all, those old nobles of the Underworld had always been keeping a close eye on them.
As for Rias and the other two, although they were now evenly matched with the two women in the game, they clearly did not place themselves on the same status level, so they always followed their lead.
...
As the majority of the players geared up and waited, evening soon arrived.
On every floor, inside NPCs' homes, outside the doors of various special NPCs, outside players' guilds, inside apartments, rooms, and even inn guest rooms, many Christmas-related elements appeared.
Christmas trees in open spaces, various ornaments hanging in rooms, and large, pure white stockings appearing next to beds.
The entire game was filled with the Christmas spirit on this day.
As the sky completely darkened, all the players preparing to participate in the event headed in advance to various locations across floors 1 through 89, camping out for the upcoming event boss: Santa Claus.
Amidst the players' anticipation, a massive number of event bosses appeared in the sky above every floor. They were dressed in Santa Claus outfits, driving sleighs pulled by reindeer, and towing carriages stuffed with gift boxes behind them.
"They're here!"
The players quickly spotted the bosses traveling high in the sky under the moonlight and cheered in pleasant surprise.
But they soon realized that these bosses had no intention of lowering their altitude; instead, they quickly flew off in different directions.
"Damn it! The bosses are so high up! How are we supposed to attack them?!"
"Forget it! Just follow them! I don't believe they won't land eventually!"
"..."
Because there were simply too many event bosses in the sky, players who originally had thoughts of competing with each other stopped paying attention to anyone else. Instead, they grouped up with friends in twos and threes, picked a boss, and chased after it.
Compared to these ordinary players, the top-tier players began to show off their unique abilities.
On the 54th floor, which served as the headquarters for the Number One Guild in the World, almost the entire floor was populated by players from that guild.
When Eriri and her group saw the Santa Clauses appearing under the moonlight, Eriri did not hesitate to raise the high-level staff she had commissioned the guild's advanced blacksmith to forge. She blasted out an advanced spell, instantly killing several bosses.
"Such weak bosses, they couldn't even block a single move from me. It looks like this really is a welfare event for Christmas."
Eriri said, raising her staff to cast another spell.
Seeing this, Shinomiya Kaguya also stopped hesitating and took out a gorgeously designed large bow.
With the help of Eriri and the others, she had also changed her class to a special profession that used bows as weapons.
However, compared to other bow-wielding players in the game who just seemed to have a bit more physical strength, she used a magic bow.
As she pulled the bowstring, an energy arrow materialized between the string and the bow, followed by a second, and a third...
The next moment, arrows streaked through the air like flaming meteors, striking the bosses one after another. The instant they made contact, the bosses dissolved into motes of light and vanished.
"They really are quite weak, aren't they."
However, compared to those two girls, Ai Hayasaka, Chika, and Asuna lacked any ranged attacks. They could only stare up at the sky, willing to help but completely powerless.

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”