"Fight as you fall back! Stop trying to tank it! Get into the alleys!"
[Ji Luo] gritted his teeth and decisively ordered a retreat.
The level disadvantage was still too brutal. Charging straight into a magical bombardment was nothing but handing money to the system.
"Vanguard Group, Unorthodox Tactics Group! Cover our retreat!"
"Throw mud, set tripwires-use every dirty trick you've got!"
"Roger!"
Ma Lou and Jiahao immediately led their people along the edges of the ruins, frantically darting around to draw the Cultists' aggro.
But at that critical moment of retreat, the fine habit etched into the Fourth Catastrophe's DNA erupted in the most absurd way imaginable.
"Holy shit! Lu, don't forget to pick up that greataxe at your feet!"
Backing away, Kuang Shao pointed at a dead Cultist on the ground and shouted, "That's the axe that killed me earlier! Grab it! We can use it ourselves!"
[Passing Pure-Love Warrior] had almost reached the alley, but the moment he heard there was gear to loot, his eyes lit up with greed.
He spun around and doubled back, snatching up the crimson greataxe.
He even ripped the bone mask off the Cultist corpse's face before another Cultist's Bone Blade came down.
"This mask looks pretty sturdy. It'll probably be useful back home!"
"Stop fucking looting corpses! Fall back!"
[Ji Luo] was livid.
These goddamn menaces!
They were about to get wiped, and they still couldn't resist picking up junk along the way!
It was only because the Cultists' clothes stank so badly. Otherwise, [Ji Luo] had no doubt these poverty-crazed newbies would brave the magical bombardment to strip the enemies of their underwear and carry it off.
Just as the players cursed, scavenged, and scrambled backward in a sorry retreat-
Something suddenly changed!
"Gurgle... bleurgh!"
At the supply point