"How is this possible?" Sanyou Weimen's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he said excitedly, "How could they be fine?"
Miyano Kentaro stared blankly at Lu Yang and the others' outfits, then said in terror, "The only possibility is that Lu Yang and all of his Lower God players are wearing god-tier equipment. Our attacks can't damage god-tier equipment."
"Impossible." Sanyou Weimen absolutely refused to believe it. He roared, "We've fought Lower God Equipment before. Those monsters were impossible to beat. What gives Lu Yang and his people the right to beat them?"
No one could answer. All the vice presidents fell silent. Looking at the breach that had already been torn open on the battlefield, Miyano Kentaro said to Sanyou Weimen, "President, we need to think of a way to remedy this."
"What do you suggest?" Sanyou Weimen asked.
Miyano Kentaro said, "I suggest ordering the players on both flanks of the second defensive line to compress toward the center. Once Lu Yang's hundred-plus people enter, focus on killing the main Iron Blood Brotherhood force behind them."
Sanyou Weimen had arranged three main defensive lines in front of Qingyue Stronghold. The first focused on defense, the second on offense, and the third was beneath the city walls. The three supported one another.
On the battlefield.
Lu Yang, Mu Yu, and the others had already broken through Sanyou Weimen's first defensive line and were charging toward the second.
The second defensive line had an enormous number of catapults and Lightning Towers, but even when their attacks struck Lu Yang and his people, they still lost no health. Yet Sanyou Weimen's tactic proved effective.
While ignoring Lu Yang's hundred-plus people, Sanyou Weimen's players launched a desperate countercharge against the Iron Blood Brotherhood.
"Kill!" A Japanese player stabbed a Chinese