The golden armor soldiers gathered into a formation, their battle intent soaring, the momentum much stronger than before.
The adventurers watching this scene felt a bit apprehensive.
Can we win?
These guys seem to have the feeling of being suddenly revived after their primordial spirits possessed them, like they were on drugs.
Tatum Howard waved his hand forward and shouted, "Kill!"
A dense mass of golden armor soldiers aggressively pressed forward, covering the sky. Lord Sosa's eyes widened as he shouted, "Kill them, everything will be ours!"
This time, Lord Sosa's words weren't as effective.
Previously, everyone was trapped in the underground space. If Tatum Howard won, everyone would die, so regardless of who it was, they had no choice but to fight to the bitter end.
Now the situation was different. The sky is vast and the sea is wide, if I can't win, I can run away.
Charging up there, isn't that just being cannon fodder?
