Bai Fenghua stood atop the watchtower, gazing at the black vortex with darkened eyes. He had considered everything Ye Chuqi had mentioned, and even worse scenarios besides. Now that he saw it, it amounted to no more than this.
As long as his oppressive aura remained here, the demon beasts would only dare lurk in hiding, not act rashly.
Likewise, a high-ranking expert stood on each of Monte City's four tallest watchtowers, all comparable in strength to Bai Fenghua. As a Martial Combat Grandmaster, Bai Fenghua displayed only third-tier strength, but in truth, he had long since reached the sixth tier and was on the verge of another breakthrough.
Even if high-rank demon beasts came, they could still put up a fight, let alone against a few low-rank demon beasts that had only just broken through.
Once they confirmed that no more magic beasts were falling from the black vortex, the warriors who had been holding back inside Monte City finally charged out through the protective barrier. The City Defense Army shot through it like a blade, swiftly cutting the magic beasts attacking the walls and gates into separate groups before plunging into brutal combat.
Ever since the magic beasts had suddenly descended and Monte City had scrambled to respond, they had been consumed by stifling frustration. That feeling had taken on a tragic edge, especially once they learned that activating the protective barrier meant their comrades outside would never have a chance to return. Even the task of clearing out the magic beasts within the city had been left to the guards and the adventurers. They could only remain near the gates, doing nothing but waiting.
Because those were their orders.
Now that they could charge out and confront the magic beasts outside, that sense of tragic resolve grew