"Rumble..."
The undead bone sea surged into the eighth region with earth-shaking momentum. Countless skeletons, sensing the abundant aura of life, grew excited and charged forward at speed, like a massive white tide crashing toward the defensive wall.
The players stationed atop the defensive wall were still shaken as they watched the endless skeletons appear on the horizon, but under the command of their leaders, they regained their confidence.
No campaign could go without command. This enormous army of players was chiefly directed by four factions: several official generals, several members of the Military School, members of the Xingtian Clan, and several key figures from the northern forces.
The undead bone sea swept in at incredible speed. Every commander shouted for preparations, and the players all became solemn and focused, filling the scene with a grim, murderous air.
Very quickly!
The endless skeletons surged like a tide, bearing unstoppable force as they arrived within a thousand meters of the defensive wall. In the blink of an eye, they were about to slam fiercely into it.
But at that moment, the ground suddenly collapsed. Skeleton after skeleton fell into huge pits. The player army had long since laid traps here. Each pit was five meters wide and over ten meters deep, with water emitting a sacred aura at the bottom.
This water was naturally holy water, holy water that dealt immense damage to undead and demonic creatures. There were already tens of thousands of such pits, and the holy water consumed could be called an oceanic amount.
However, with countless factions backing them, such expenditure was nothing at all.
Skeletons fell into the pits one after another, plunging into the holy water and letting out wails. The tide that had been rushing forward immediately stalled.
Countless players instantly revealed delighted expressions,