Hundreds of thousands of players were tangled together, the earth-shaking sounds of battle and magical explosions echoing throughout the entire tower. At that moment, the whole tower seemed to have become an ancient battlefield.
Many members of adventure groups who had come here for the first time were awestruck by the magnificent sight. Even moving had become difficult for them.
"So incredible! Is this the battle for the Ancient Miracle?"
"This is way too intense! Even expert players are nothing more than slightly bigger ants here, aren't they?"
Many adventure groups and ordinary guilds that had originally wanted to take part were now frozen at the sidelines, not daring to approach the battlefield at all for fear of being dragged into its vortex.
Those expert players who normally seemed formidable to them could not even survive for more than ten seconds on this battlefield. They were either struck by spells and arrows flying everywhere or ganged up on by crowds of players. Simply staying alive was already impressive. Elite players were like cannon fodder—before they could take more than a few steps, they would be killed by some unknown attack. The healers in the rear did not even have time to react before they were gone...
The fighting was most intense within the teleportation area.
Zero Wing's thirty-man Magic Light team was like a pack of unleashed beasts.
Whether facing Heavenly Burial's melee players or attacks from afar, nothing could stop the Iron Wall formed by fifteen MTs.
Not only were the melee players' attacks all blocked by shields, but the attackers were also knocked flying and thrown off balance. As a result, Zero Wing's ranged classes in the rear blasted them to death, turning them into specks of starlight that vanished into the air.
However, Heavenly Burial had a