Target: Blackwater Fortress

"We'll lead our forces over to support you immediately. You have to hold on. If you lose, our Foursquare Alliance is finished."

Dao Jian Sha Shen nodded repeatedly. "You need to get here quickly. With Lu Yang's strength, I can't hold out for much longer."

Everyone nodded.

Lonely Yueban fell silent for a while before saying, "I'll send people to help as well. Be prepared."

Dao Jian Sha Shen said gratefully, "Thank you. I'll organize the troops right away."

He ordered the twenty personal guards behind him to kill themselves. Once dead, they entered ghost form and could communicate with the other fallen players.

"Revive? Did we lose?" one of Dao Jian Sha Shen's subordinates asked curiously. He had been among the first players to die and had been waiting there for a long time.

The question stirred up a huge commotion. The curious players around them all sensed that their guild might have been defeated.

"How could we have lost? We had seven million people fighting their five million!"

"You don't know this, but the Iron Blood Brotherhood suddenly had a bizarre new force. I barely damaged them when I attacked, but they killed me in one hit with a single slash," said a player at battalion commander level.

"How is that possible?" a regiment commander beside him asked in shock. "Your defense is over 1,400. They could one-shot you?"

"Why would I lie to you? It was just one axe strike," the battalion commander said.

"How many of them were there?"

"I suspect there were a hundred thousand."

Everyone fell silent.

"Stop chatting. Revive and return to the fortress. The boss has something to say," one of Dao Jian Sha Shen's guards shouted sternly.

The players could not be bothered to respond to the guard and revived one