The final frenzy

"Was Jian Shang really going to slaughter every last one of us?"

Blade and the other thirty-eight men paled, their hearts turning to dead ash. One of them murmured those words, his voice tangled with emotion.

What sort of force was the Blade Legion? Whether in Earth World or the world of Forging the Sacred Court, they stood at the pinnacle of martial strength. Now only thirty-nine remained, every one covered in wounds and utterly bedraggled. They were no pampered young masters from the Apex Otherworlder factions. Most had earned their achievements through their own efforts. Now, with their force all but annihilated, their overall strength would surely fall an entire tier. There was no hope of returning to the top!

More importantly, with Righteous Mohist disciples blocking their path, they had surely been marked as hostile targets. They could not "log out" at all!

Blade drew a deep breath and gave a decisive order. "Up the wall! Break out! Anyone who can escape, escape..."

"Fight them to the death! Kill one and we break even; kill two and we come out ahead!" a Blade Legion member shouted fiercely.

"No! Commander, take the commissar, deputy commander, and twenty of our brothers and break out. I'll lead nineteen brothers to cover you and hold the rear!" A Blade Legion platoon leader tightened his grip on his thousand-forged treasured saber and spoke firmly.

The atmosphere suddenly froze. Everyone could hear Platoon Leader Lu's resolve to die...

"This... is a calamity for China! A tragedy for China!"

"This should never, ever have happened! The national war is about to begin, yet this calamity struck. Eight or nine out of every ten Apex Otherworlders have fallen here. It's no different from knocking China down an entire tier..."

"Bean stalks burn beneath the pot; the