After analyzing the situation, Tokyo Myth and his group realized that even if they retreated now, they would still face pursuit from Ye Luo, Breaking Waves Riding Wind, and the others. They might even expose weaknesses while moving and lose many more men. So they simply continued lying in wait, preparing to kill every Chinese player hiding in the Instance Mission space. That would at least weaken the Chinese team's strength.
Through the assassins left behind to monitor the allied forces, they learned that those people had not retreated. As clever as San Mei Shi was, she easily deduced their intentions, prompting a soft sigh from her. After all, those thousand-odd players were a considerable fighting force for China, and their combat power would rise substantially once they joined up with God of Wine Dukang and the others.
"Those people are truly like ghosts that refuse to go away. They've lost more players under our attacks than we have lost to them, yet they still won't leave. Do they really want us to wipe them all out?" Breaking Waves Riding Wind said indignantly.
"I imagine they think we're the ones refusing to leave them alone," Zuo Shang Qin Xin said, glancing behind her. "We ambushed them three times today, killing several thousand each time. Several hundred to over a thousand of them lost a resurrection chance and were randomly revived across the map. Tomorrow's Beast Tide Army assault, along with encounters with teams from other countries, will likely make them lose even more resurrection chances. That is an enormous loss for them."
"Yes, that's true." Breaking Waves Riding Wind then seemed to think of something and looked eagerly at Yan Hua Yi Leng. "Fireworks, the more people we kill today, the worse their losses will be when they face the