Millions of players pressed in from the front, while shouts of battle erupted behind the monster horde.
The [Armed Assault Strikers] trapped in the bronchial fork fell into complete chaos. Those in front wanted to turn back, while those behind were still charging out. More than a dozen massive monsters crashed into one another, their carapaces grinding hard enough to throw sparks.
"Seven days! You still think you can block us today?"
"We're surrounded by our own people! Cut toward the middle!"
A [Flame Poison Golem] with most of its chest armor shattered dragged its broken leg toward the center of the fork. Someone caught up and finished it off with an axe, sending the monster sprawling. But the moment its hand touched the patch of constantly pulsing burning tissue on the ground, dark red flesh coiled around its arm.
Flames reignited along its severed limb.
A lump of charred flesh squeezed out from its broken leg, and bone rapidly regrew amid the firelight. Before several players could react, the golem that had just fallen abruptly raised its head and spewed a mouthful of flame.
The nearest players were sent tumbling by the fire, and screams instantly erupted.
"Fuck! It got back up!"
"Forget those low-health monsters! Look underneath it first!"
[Data Maniac] had already fixed his gaze on the center of the fork.
The burning tissue covered several kilometers, its surface riddled with fissures that opened and closed. Every so often, newly formed Lesion Monsters squeezed out through them wrapped in mucus. Injured nearby monsters also instinctively retreated toward it.
[Tian Ce] immediately changed his orders. "Leave people to defend each of the eight beacons. All other second-tier players, push toward the center. Destroy that lesion first!"
The nearly ten thousand players behind enemy lines had only rushed forward