As soon as the Shield Warrior Lonely City said this, the entire conference hall fell silent.
Everyone stared at Lonely City in shock, thinking he had to be joking.
"What did you say?" Red Fire Fox thought he had misheard and could not help asking again, "They only sent a little over a thousand people?"
"Yes. The several hundred Assassins we sent out have already confirmed that no one else is coming. However, all of those thousand-plus people are riding mounts and moving very quickly. They will probably reach Greenwood Town in less than ten minutes." Knowing that Red Fire Fox might not believe him, Lonely City immediately projected the video footage and information sent by his subordinates onto the virtual screen above the conference table.
There really were only a thousand-plus riders in the video. However, unlike the other guilds, the vast majority of Zero Wing's members rode Thunder Wolf Beasts, marching in neat formation. Every one of them was a high level, with the lowest at Level 45. Their weapons and equipment were in no way inferior to those of the guild executives present—some were even better.
At their head was a man riding a black tiger with a single horn. Black flames burned around the tiger's four paws, faint blue arcs of electricity coiling around them. Even through the video, it gave off an indescribable sense of oppression.
The man riding that mount was none other than Zero Wing Guild's well-known Guild Leader, Black Flame.
Red Fire Fox stared blankly at Zero Wing on the screen for quite some time.
He had seen arrogance before, but never arrogance like Zero Wing's. This was simply blatant contempt for the more than 180,000 elite players defending the town.
"Only a thousand people? How is that possible?"
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