So far, Bai Zhi estimated that fewer than a hundred Players remained in the Core Zone.
Over a hundred Players could actually do very little in a situation like this. Even Dead Zero, an Inheritor, was no exception.
As the saying went, human strength had its limits, while machines did not.
With the Players of Puzzle Card World having almost all mobilized, Bai Zhi felt that Puzzle Card World should ultimately be able to repel the Apocalypse. But how many people would die in the process was impossible to say.
The Players who had come down from above made no further demands of them. After briefly expressing their thanks, they hurried into the pipelines, using them to head toward the other Arsenal sites.
Players from other worlds might be able to offer some help, but in the end, a world had to be saved by its own people.
They understood that perfectly well.
"Are you sure you want to go up?"
Looking at Bai Zhi, who had already taken out the Plush Cat, the Merchant in the Jar spoke with a hint of bewilderment.
"Think this through. Even if you're an Inheritor, an individual's strength won't amount to much in a situation like this. The situation above is a thousand times more dangerous than below. If you aren't careful, dying up there is entirely possible. As I recall, you aren't the kind of person who puts himself in danger."
"If you promised someone something, you have to do it. To be honest, after hearing what you said just now, I'm worried about something."
With a slight shrug, Bai Zhi raised his head and glanced upward.
The Arsenal had been completely destroyed, and the Soldiers assembled in batches no longer existed. Without those Soldiers blocking his view, he could clearly see