"If that's the case, then I'm relieved." Zhubone looked at the confident Lie Shan and began to continue cultivating.

Meanwhile, outside Wrathwind Town, thousands of players were gathering together.

"Captain Luo, is the respawn point on your side set up yet?" Fang Zhen looked at the growing number of martial artists atop the city wall and couldn't help but ask Luo Wushang in the underground cavern.

"It's all set up. Everyone can come and bind now." Luo Wushang nodded.

Their major teams had spent a fortune to purchase a resurrection device from the Hall Master for this town, costing 200 energy crystal stones per device. And a core disciple can only purchase once, which cost Zhang Qingwei one slot.

For this Wrathwind Town, Celestial Might put everything they could on the line.

"Finally done. Now we can properly play with the opposite side." Yiye Fuyun's face was full of excitement after hearing this.

"Alright, let's bind quickly." Fang Zhen said excitedly, "This is a great place with over ten thousand martial artists. If we don't hurry, all the benefits will be gone to those NPCs."

The merit this time wasn't based on how many enemies players killed but on how much they could exchange at the martial arts hall. The martial artists of Wrathwind Town all wore battle armor above B4 level, and some even wore B6 level.

Although a set of B4 level battle armor can only be exchanged for ten merits, they couldn't resist the large number.

With ten thousand martial artists, that's a million merits, and to become a lieutenant, it would only take a hundred thousand merits, meaning that conquering the current Wrathwind Town could produce at least ten lieutenants.

With Celestial Might taking seventy percent, each team could earn a lieutenant slot.

And as long as they become lieutenants, the qualification to establish a defense corps would beckon to them, enabling them to recruit freely without worrying about big guilds and corporations intruding later.

Within ten minutes, the thousand people had completed the binding.

Just after the players finished binding, they suddenly discovered that Wrathwind Town unexpectedly sent people charging over.

"What's happening? Can these NPCs even take the initiative to attack?"

"Damn! It looks like those NPCs are holding bombs!"

"These NPCs are insane! They don't even plan to leave an intact corpse for us to loot!"

"Damn! This game mission is too brutal. They don't even intend to give us any spoils."

The players were getting anxious seeing the martial artists holding heavy ion bombs.

This version of the event relied on spoils to exchange for merit. If everything exploded, they would end up with nothing.

"Hahaha, look! These grey-cloaked people are scared!"

"Too bad it's no use for them to be scared. Today, not a single one of them will leave alive!"

On the walls of Wrathwind Town, Desolate Wolf, Alek, and other high-ranking members looked at the chaotic grey-cloaked people in the distance and couldn't help but smile.

They initially thought these grey-cloaked people were fearless lunatics, but seeing them panic upon noticing the martial artists with heavy ion bombs was indescribably satisfying.

"Damn! We can't let them explode first! All who can self-detonate come with me! As long as we explode first, those armors will be ours!" Li Tianxing from Mythical Paradise watched the charging martial artists and couldn't help but use the Heaven-Stepping Step, rushing straight ahead.

"Right! All initial stage martial artists, go distract the enemy! Those with large-scale skills, attack when you get the chance. If we kill them first, we can keep their loot!" Fang Zhen quickly commanded as he realized the situation.

In the Descent of High Martial, bombs were the pinnacle of physical destruction. If they exploded, nothing would remain. But if they were killed by power, although the person would die, the armor and weapons wouldn't suffer much damage. Power's strength lies in its penetration effect, damaging the enemy from the energy level.

The various team members realized this too and charged forward, trying to gather the martial artists while maintaining enough distance to prevent them from self-destructing first.

In an instant, Li Tianxing and others who mastered power self-destruction charged into the crowd, self-destructing before the martial artists could use the heavy ion bombs.

Seeing that the martial artists were almost lured away, Luo Wushang in the rear drew his sword.

Heaven-Defying!

With just one slash, he took away hundreds of players and eliminated dozens of martial artists holding heavy ion bombs.

This scene of battle left Desolate Wolf and others on the city wall dumbfounded.

They couldn't understand what these grey-cloaked lunatics were thinking.

Using self-destruction against self-destruction, mutual destruction against mutual destruction, the key was that the grey-cloaked people killed more of their own than they did the enemy, seriously making Desolate Wolf and the others suspect that Luo Wushang and the others were settling personal scores with their companions.

With the end of the first wave of battle, all the thousand martial artists sent by Star Tower City were annihilated. Except for a few successful explosions, most were killed by the grey-cloaked people.

Among the hundreds of deceased grey-cloaked people, they either self-destructed or were killed by their own kind. The number actually killed by heavy ion bombs was minimal...

"Should we send more people in?" Alek looked at the remaining hundred-plus grey-cloaked people, feeling an inexplicable chill.

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