Two hours later, the War King and the army under his command had already pushed deep into the island, advancing relentlessly. Whether they encountered robot units arranged by the players, Limb Spider Soldier units, or native Overlord-level creatures, they wiped them all out.
The front had advanced dozens of kilometers, leaving a vast stretch of barren land on Sweet Island.
A female player appeared there, a pair of batlike blood wings on her back, inspecting the area as she reported to the command center.
"...The land these soldiers have ravaged has almost entirely lost its vitality and is recovering very slowly. Using these Salt Soldiers against this island was the right choice."
Hong Yanyan spoke as she recorded footage along the way.
Suddenly, a flying axe came whistling toward her. By the time Hong Yanyan saw it, she only had time to twist aside. One blood wing was severed outright, and she plummeted. The wound brought excruciating pain, as though salt had been rubbed into it, while her flesh began to wither.
A Barbarian Warrior, who had either fallen behind or stayed to secure the battlefield, had launched the attack and successfully struck Hong Yanyan in flight. The heavy, broad-bladed hand axe flew back to him. More than a dozen such axes hung at his waist.
Two more Barbarian Warriors carrying enormous long-handled axes closed in from either side, only to be pierced by blood swords midway. The swords twisted, tearing their bodies into pieces.
Yet these Barbarian Warriors soon re-formed. The three stood at the points of a triangle, trapping Hong Yanyan in their encirclement. They had no regard for any principle of fighting one-on-one; this was a battlefield, after all.
"One Flying Axe Warrior and two Great Axe Warriors. A bit troublesome, but I should still be able