The Disappointing Pope

Even if the enemy's trump card, Barbarian xx, appeared in Meimei City, Eita had ways to deal with him.

But Eita had always believed that the advantage remained firmly in his hands.

If it had been anyone else, or any other organization, they definitely would not have been as reckless as A Bao. Faced with the Bone Sea, most people would start thinking of a solution. With a Bone Sea so densely packed, probably not many would dare charge straight through it.

An unexpected change had occurred in the battle over the small cities. The Mutalisk Gang's move had been extremely covert, and they had gained a certain advantage.

As long as one hesitated before the Bone Sea for a while, or held out within it for a while, the low-level undead would automatically vanish and return underground once dawn arrived. Then one could take the opportunity to travel during the day.

A Bao, racing forward at high speed, was like an unstoppable tank that nothing could withstand.

In other words, across the battlefields of twenty small cities, both sides had formed five concentrated positions. Neither could do much to the other, and the final result would depend entirely on the battle for Meimei City.

However, Eita Kouzou was not worried right now. In his view, the player heroes of Ninja Stream who had been surrounded would definitely fight desperately to resist. If the Mutalisk Gang wanted to swallow these fifty thousand heroes, they would likely have to pay a considerable price.

When A Bao charged into the zombie horde.

Put simply, doing this mission at night was just asking to get beaten up.

A gang as large as the Mutalisk Gang was bound to have some outstanding talents.

Sandru wanted to see just how this formidable Barbarian would get