These three berserkers might have been formidable opponents in the eyes of ordinary soldiers, but to Li, they were no different from regular soldiers. In an instant, Li had passed effortlessly by all three of them. The berserkers then collapsed one after another into the water on the ground, dark red blood gushing out in bursts. Li sighed softly and strode toward Highlander King Yijiafu.
Although the Highlander warriors' bodies had been paralyzed, they still threw themselves desperately at Li. Since Li did not want to harm these walking gold coins, he could not strike too ruthlessly. Earlier, the battle's outcome had yet to be decided, but now these people would basically become his gold coins, so there was no need to kill them. He merely tossed them aside one by one. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yijiafu finally managed to break free.
However, Li did not think these Highlanders could struggle for much longer. On the other side, the moment the Highlander King returned, he was informed that all the other tunnels leading outside had been severed by the violent tremors earlier.
Moreover, due to the displacement of the strata, it would probably take at least a week to reopen the tunnels.
Only then did Yijiafu realize in shock that he had lost every route of retreat. He stared blankly at the ceiling. At first, he had believed everything was under his control, but now that he thought about it, he truly seemed rather ridiculous. He looked at the thirty-odd warriors who had returned to the great hall with him. All of them were high-level warriors, possessing some resistance to that feeling of weakness as well as to the paralysis effect.
That was why they had been able to return here with him. He slowly said, "I intend to