The sound of collisions echoed beneath the city walls, resonating in the ears of the Half-Beasts like the death knell of the apocalypse...
The High Priest of the exhausted and depleted Half-Beasts was supported by his subordinates. He forced himself to endure the pain engulfing his entire body and commanded with difficulty,
"Stop them! Don't let them climb up!"
"Protect the gate! Protect the gate!"
His voice was hoarse, barely audible.
With his orders, more Half-orc Warriors climbed the camp walls, joining the battlefield.
At the same time, the fastest players also climbed the camp walls.
The melee began.
Leading the charge were the Silver-ranked tank warriors among the players.
These players, who specialized in defense, had limited attack power, but each possessed fearsome defensive power.
They rampaged across the camp walls, howling like humanoid Titans.
Clearly, the Half-Beasts were stronger, clearly, the Half-Beasts were taller...
