By now, everyone had lost their initial laughter and smiles. Their expressions were grim. The second wave alone was already this troublesome-who knew what the third would bring?
They did not have to wait long. Soon, the enormous Whirlpool Gate began spewing monsters again, and this time, the sight made everyone's expression change.
Their levels ranged from 50 to 55, but that was not even the worst part. What truly filled everyone with despair was that every single one was an Elite Monster. On top of that, an enormous boss brought up the rear in each direction-a level 50 Platinum boss.
"This difficulty is a bit excessive," someone sighed.
"Yeah. Do they just not want players to establish guild bases?"
"Looks like our guild made a wise choice not to establish one."
Meanwhile, the guild leaders who had already begun establishing their bases looked miserable, especially those who had built in areas with high-level monsters, such as... Divine King and... Hell Messenger.
On the Dream Guild's side, Dreamlight Dance and the others had also grown utterly grim...
This wave would be extremely difficult...
Soon, the monsters reached them. The moment the two sides clashed, the players were completely overwhelmed. The level gap was too great, and the Elite Monsters were too powerful. Most Shieldguards could not hold out. Even with Priests healing them, they were hammered to death in just a few hits.
Against Elite Monsters more than ten levels above them, the Mages' area-of-effect skills dealt very limited damage. The monsters' health barely dropped.
The defensive line collapsed almost instantly, and countless monsters charged into the crowd, slaughtering wildly.
Casualties were devastating.
Of all the directions, the east gate still had it worst. Having more than thirty thousand members who had not joined the guild severely affected their fighting