The situation at the base for the past few days had been rough. The fierce beasts had managed to breach the castle's defense, crawling and climbing on its wall.
As soon as the protective shield fell, they all swarmed toward them.
Everyone was in utter despair as more and more beastmen fell. Their morale was currently sinking at the bottom. Many beastmen would still struggle to fight despite their injuries, as long as they could still stand on their two feet.
"Meilin, is there really no news from Miss Owner?" Other beastmen had asked this question countless times.
Fang Meilin bit her lip until it drew blood and shook her head. At this point, they already knew about Xie Ziyuan's condition which couldn't be hidden anymore.
They were really worried about him, so they also had a team who stayed to resist the fierce beasts coming toward the watchtower, but unfortunately, they had no more beastmen capable of defending his place anymore.
