"How could they still have so many people?"
Standing atop the city wall, Wild Wolf stared at the gray-clad figures six kilometers away, who seemed to be discussing something. His brows were tightly furrowed, and he could hardly believe his own eyes.
The previous force of nearly a thousand gray-clad people had already dealt Angry Wind Town a grievous blow. Although the overall number of martial artists had not fallen by much, the number of Bone Forging Realm experts had dropped by nearly a quarter.
With Blood Condensation Realm experts unable to take action, Bone Forging Realm experts were the core combat strength. Once all the Bone Forging Realm experts were wiped out, the remaining Organ Refining Realm martial artists would be fish on the chopping block.
Now there were another thousand gray-clad people. If they fought another battle, the losses Angry Wind Town would suffer were simply unimaginable.
"What are you afraid of? At worst, both we and Star Tower City can use our reserves. Let the martial artists carry Heavy Ion Bombs and perish with them! I refuse to believe they have more people than all the martial artists in Angry Wind Town combined!" said the tall Flame Horn Tribe woman beside him, her face filled with madness.
"What do you think, Alec?" Wild Wolf could not help looking toward the middle-aged Mountain Tribe man beside him, who wore a light-blue second-grade alloy battle armor.
At present, as the Mountain Tribe deputy city lord of Star Tower City, this middle-aged man was effectively Star Tower City's representative and the one presiding over the overall situation in Angry Wind Town.
Alec gritted his teeth. "I need to ask the city lord."
Having martial artists carry Heavy Ion Bombs to perish together was something they would normally only do when