White Marsh City...
The dozens of kilometers south of White Marsh City had become one vast battlefield. From a distance, countless densely packed figures could be seen fighting furiously...
Hail, fiery rain, lightning, and other dazzling spells interwove in the sky, while countless arrows arced toward their targets...
On the ground, Warriors charged, Shieldguards defended, Priests healed, and Assassins launched surprise attacks. Every class was doing its part...
Yet... they faced a Netherworld Army far stronger than they were!
Although the major guilds had shouldered the pressure from the Netherworld War Marshals and Netherworld War Generals, the rest of the Netherworld Army was still beyond what the players could handle at this stage. Killing even a lowest-ranking Netherworld Warrior often cost several players their lives...
Just as everyone thought this was as hard as it could get, another large force of Netherworld War Marshals and Netherworld War Generals appeared behind the Netherworld Clan!
With Wu Shaozhen tied down by the Netherworld Clan's Immortal-tier powerhouses, there was no one to thin their ranks, and the Netherworld War Generals and Netherworld War Marshals charged straight toward the front lines!
"Heavens! There are so many!!!"
"How are we supposed to hold them off!? Is this quest just messing with us!?"
"We can't hold this! Give it up!"
"Brothers in White Marsh City, you're on your own now. We've done everything we could!"
The sight of that huge group of Netherworld War Generals and Netherworld War Marshals made many players start thinking of retreat. The two sides weren't even in the same league.
"Divine King, we can't fight this. Let's pull out," God's Left Hand said gravely.
"No. Don't forget, this isn't just a game. If we retreat before the Netherworld Clan today, will we retreat again when these monsters invade our country someday?