Above, the soaring Giant Dragon, Griffin, and Frost Moose have long lost all their Battle Intent.
Each one ran wildly with all their might, fearing to be a step slower than others.
And the warriors found it far easier to deal with lifeforms that didn't resist.
They swung the Weapons in their hands, with blades flashing.
Almost one swing, one little fellow.
Cao Xing's Points were skyrocketing at a crazy speed, the numbers jumping around like a dazzling blur!
The Survivors in the live broadcast were dumbfounded.
"What the heck... am I crazy or is the world crazy? Over a thousand people, hunting down tens of thousands?"
"This is too damn ridiculous, what are the brothers of the Wind Camp doing, resist or something?"
"Can't resist, resisting still gets you beaten, running away gets you beaten too, might as well run faster, maybe you can save a Life."
"Can't blame the Wind Camp brothers, the enemy is just too strong."
"Yes... indeed."
Survivors sighed one after another.
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