However, the battle was far from over!
"..."
"..."
Yo Wei 321 and Where in the Next Life both saw it... saw those greenskin player teammates charging forward one after another, getting cut down one after another, then crawling out of the nearby dirt one after another, roaring as they charged forward again.
How many times had each of them died on average during all this?
Ten times?
Twenty times?
Thirty times?
Maybe forty or fifty?
They had no idea how those ten people had held on. Players might be able to resurrect endlessly, but death still hurt like hell!
And at this point, things like levels truly no longer mattered to those ten guys, because their levels had been reset to zero the very first time they died.
Even equipment no longer mattered, because they had already lost it all. Most of the time, they simply had no chance to pick it back up—the battlefield was too chaotic, and they probably did not even know where their gear had fallen. Their spare equipment had long since run out too.
Right now, those ten guys were relying neither on levels, equipment, nor weapons, but on sheer will—the kind of insane drive that was even more genuinely greenskin than the greenskins themselves!
That kind of crazed, unreasonable, beyond-greenskin will: "I can die, but I'm definitely taking you with me."
"Tch!"
"Unbelievable!"
Yo Wei 321 took a deep breath and could not bear to watch any longer.
"Now I finally understand why their levels are so low and their equipment is so good."
"Leaving everything else aside, taking half really isn't too much for them."
"Even..."
"Wouldn't it be fair to let the second team take a little more?"
He murmured with feeling.
Of course, feeling moved was one thing, but asking