"Repair it! Hurry, repair it!"
Quitir shouted instinctively.
He wanted everyone to take the initiative and spend their Tradable Lifespan to restore the magical barrier's durability.
Unfortunately.
When Quitir looked around, he saw groups of his Black Skin Feiguo "compatriots" inside the Bloody Slaughterhouse Hideout already fleeing.
Wooden chests stood in many places throughout the Slaughterhouse Hideout.
The players had locked these chests and stored items that would not fit in their inventories inside them.
Normally, members of the same guild would not forcibly break the locks on these wooden chests, of course.
But...
If someone breached the Hideout, just a few skills could smash these wooden chests!
Then the things inside would be looted!
So, seeing that things were going badly, many members of the Non-Country War God Guild found their own chests and took their most valuable belongings with them.
Then they logged out immediately!
White light kept flashing inside the slaughterhouse as some quick-thinking players logged out...
This left Quitir completely dumbfounded.
"Fuck! One tiny problem and everyone runs?"
"My Feiguo slaughterhouse hasn't gone out of business yet!"
Of course, not everyone in the guild fled. Many players who were fiercely loyal to Quitir stayed.
However, these players did not spend their lifespan repairing the magical barrier either.
Anyone with eyes could see that repairing the magical barrier under these circumstances was a complete waste...
They quickly gathered around Quitir.
Quitir shouted in the team channel:
"Brothers, I know you're anxious, but don't be anxious yet!"
"As soon as Dark Shadow breaks in, I'll give everyone invincibility and all sorts of powerful buffs!"
"Dark Shadow might be invisible, but his throwing blades aren't! Aim all your area skills at wherever his blades come from and blast it!"
"Warriors of Feiguo, fight to the death! Never retreat!"
"Let's