Near the safe zone resurrection point, players from the other three city walls who had received the news rushed toward Lu Yang and his group at full speed.
"Firearms, get ready! Fire!"
The 500 shooters arranged in two rows pulled their triggers from 250 meters away. Though the charging players were elites, their equipment was ten levels below that of these shooters. With a single volley, 500 streaks of purple light carved a beautiful Death Ray through the air. Any player hit twice instantly collapsed dead!
With the second pull of the trigger, several hundred more died. By the third volley, the first wave of attackers had nearly been wiped out. The players rushing in behind saw what had happened ahead and wanted to retreat, but there was no way back, so they could only keep charging forward.
Mu Yi and the 500 shooters fired without pause. Not a single person managed to get within 100 meters. Before long, all the players charging from the front had been killed.
Lu Yang waved his hand and led Kostner, Mu Yi, and the others forward. They fought all the way beneath the city wall, leaving the surrounding 20,000 players utterly stunned. Yet at this point, neither Neff nor Paul, nor any of the Eight Fiends, had activated the special state of their divine artifacts.
On the city wall.
York looked at Lu Yang beneath the wall and roared excitedly, "Have you all lost your minds? You think you can attack President Tom's stronghold with so few people? Aren't you afraid we'll hunt you down until you're dead?"
Lu Yang sneered and pointed his left hand at York. A burst of fire exploded, blowing York's head apart and killing him instantly.
Wearing a full Ghost Artifact Set, the Demon God's Heart, the Divine