Ruyue Taishan, who was directing the front lines alongside Liu Jie, was dumbfounded. Not just him—all the players fighting on the front lines were dumbfounded. They could not understand what had happened.
These were lower-god-level defense warriors. Though they lacked professional defensive skills, all their equipment boosted defense. Under normal circumstances, it was not impossible for a lower god of the same level to kill them, but it would be extremely difficult. So how had they been instantly killed by a small mountain that suddenly flew over?
"Keep attacking! Charge!"
"Kill!"
Seeing their players had stopped moving, the Legion Commanders under Liu Jie roared one after another. Only then did the frontline players react and resume their charge. Yet before three seconds had passed, another wave of small mountains flew out from inside the city walls—more than five hundred of them.
"Wooo~!"
The piercing whistles shook the hearts of Liu Jie's players. Especially those within the attack range, countless players tried to scatter and flee, but they were surrounded by people and had nowhere to run. In the end, they could only hide beneath the defense warriors. But when the more than five hundred small mountains hit the ground, another ten thousand players died.
Ruyue Taishan sensed that something was wrong. If these were catapults, the interval between two rounds of attacks should have been thirty seconds to a minute. Yet only a few seconds had passed—just three seconds. He hurriedly continued observing.
But what followed made his expression turn despairing. The small mountains thrown from inside the fortress came almost every three to four seconds. With such an attack frequency, and monsters like Golden Demons blocking the way, there was no way through.
Seeing Ruyue Taishan's offensive stalled, Liu Jie could not help running over to ask, "Why did