Orc Gathering Place on Thunderclap Island.
At this moment, Nine Dragons Emperor was leading a team to clear out the Savage Half-Orcs around the outskirts of the gathering place.
Compared to the orcs at the ancient towers, there were far more orcs in the gathering place—over two thousand in total. Every one of them wore armor and carried spears or bows as they guarded the fences built from stone and wood. Dozens of towering watchtowers stood outside the entire settlement, each equipped with large ballistae.
It did not feel like they were raiding a monster nest at all. It felt more like they were facing a heavily fortified orc stronghold.
Not only were these Savage Half-Orcs all Level 55 or above, but even the weakest among them were Chieftain-ranked. The half-orcs resting in the center were even Level 60 specialized High Lords, forcing even an expert team like Nine Dragons Emperor's to proceed cautiously.
Just as Nine Dragons Emperor was directing his team to attack the watchtowers, a shout suddenly rang out in the team chat.
"Guild Leader, this is bad! Someone suddenly attacked the ancient tower we're guarding! We need reinforcements!"
"An attack? Who attacked you? How many of them are there?" Nine Dragons Emperor's expression immediately darkened as he roared angrily, "Didn't the scouts report anything to you beforehand?"
To ensure the safety of the three ancient towers, he had assigned more than ten people outside to monitor the movements around them.
Now, the ancient tower with the fewest defenders had been attacked. He wanted nothing more than to crack open those observers' heads and see what was inside.
"Guild Leader, these people suddenly appeared beside the ancient tower. Ye Feng is leading them. There are too many of them—we're almost unable to hold on!"
"Ye Feng? How