119: Five thousand people were surrounded by one person!

The legion configuration of Black Wind Mountain was by no means low.

Two thousand Tank Warriors, two thousand Mages and Archers, five hundred Priests, and five hundred Assassins.

All of these personnel were above Rank 18, started with Gold Talents, and even a third of them had completed their class advancement.

The Overlord Guild had expanded to four such luxurious lineups.

It was clear that this time, Overlord Invincible was betting everything on the Land of the Final End.

However, in the face of the White Emperor, such a lineup was as flimsy as paper.

Overlord Savage Bull crouched on the ground with his head in his hands, his ears filled with shrill screams, and he couldn't help but tremble all over.

"Pull yourself together, Savage Bull, we haven't even started fighting yet."

Tyrant Fire pulled Overlord Savage Bull up, his expression solemn.

Although the current state of the battle was indeed tragic, the two thousand elite players they brought were even stronger than the Advanced players on the mountainside.

There might still be hope of defeating the White Emperor.

"We can't win, we can't win, just give up."

Overlord Savage Bull stood up again, shaking his head like a rattle, refusing to arrange for anyone to take the field no matter what.

Seeing that Savage Bull had been scared witless by the White Emperor, Tyrant Fire gritted his teeth and took charge.

"All first-advancement Warriors, step up and protect the Mages and Archers providing damage from the rear!"

With a loud shout to the crowd, the personnel were quickly mobilized. As the vice commander, Tyrant Fire still held some prestige.

At the same time, the previous squad leader was reporting the battle situation.

"In just one minute, the White Emperor routed one thousand of our Warriors. A total of two hundred Mages and Archers were killed. Now, only one thousand two hundred Mages and Archers, three hundred Assassins, and three hundred Priests remain on the mountainside."

Hearing this situation, Tyrant Fire also felt that things were looking bad. The front line had been insta-killed, and whether the one thousand Warriors he brought could hold out was also a question.

"Send out all the Assassins. I don't believe the White Emperor can withstand them."

Rather than sitting and waiting for death, it was better to take the initiative. Tyrant Fire felt that human wave tactics would surely work.

With the command issued, Tyrant Fire took control of the scene. All long-range combat units were ready; the Archer teams began releasing a rain of arrows, while the Mage teams started chanting various attack Spells.

The Priest teams integrated together and began casting attribute debuffs on Lin Yue.

Immediately following that, the gates of the mountain stronghold crashed open. Five hundred Assassins vanished into the night, clutching daggers coated in venom, their target aimed directly at Lin Yue.

Lin Yue narrowed his eyes, taking everything in. Facing the large-scale coverage of Spell strikes, he didn't dodge or evade, staying right where he was to continue casting.

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...Many Spells and arrow rains hit Lin Yue one after another, but what made Tyrant Fire's jaw drop was that the damage numbers their side produced were actually so low.

By this calculation, the round of long-range strikes just now had at most taken away one hundred thousand health from the White Emperor.

One must know that it was a full two thousand long-range units casting Spells just now. Even if only half of them landed on the White Emperor's head, he should have been killed.

"How is this possible? It's one thing for his health to be high, but how can both his physical and magic resistances be this high?"

Tyrant Fire lost his voice subconsciously, immediately realizing the gravity of the problem, and grabbed the squad leader to ask.

"Before we came, were the strikes you organized like this too?"

"Yes, Boss Fire. If it weren't for the elite team you brought, it would have been difficult for our players on the mountainside to even break the White Emperor's defense."

The squad leader reported the information truthfully, his face deathly pale.

"Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier? This is bad; the Assassin group is going to be wiped out."

Originally, Tyrant Fire still held onto the unrealistic fantasy that as long as the human wave tactics were commanded properly, they should be able to defeat the White Emperor.

But looking at the White Emperor's health bar, while it did flicker for a moment when hit by the long-range attacks, the problem was that the White Emperor was also casting Spells at the same time.

With one Thunderstorm, dozens of players instantly fell. The health that had just been consumed was instantly filled back up under his terrifying life-steal ability, which was equivalent to taking no damage.

Looking back at their own side, although they were all outputting damage with full force, the damage values were too low, far from reaching the level of insta-killing the White Emperor.

Before Tyrant Fire could call the people back...

At this time, the Assassin group had already taken the opportunity to strike. One by one, Assassins appeared out of thin air like ghosts and specters, aiming their attacks at Lin Yue's vital points.

Slash slash slash!

Dozens of daggers landed on various parts of Lin Yue's body simultaneously. Seeing that they had hit the White Emperor, the leading Assassin showed a hint of joy.

But before he could celebrate, he felt the dagger in his hand make a sound similar to clashing against metal the moment it pierced Lin Yue's body.

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..."How can this be?"

The leading Assassin was instantly dumbfounded. He was a First-Advancement Shadow Assassin, and his damage output should have increased significantly in the dark.

Even his most confident strike could only deal over five hundred points of damage. Just how high was this White Emperor's defense?

Facing the siege of hundreds of Assassins, Lin Yue acted as if he hadn't even seen them, completely ignoring them.

Chain Fireball!

Explosive Flame!

Thunder Punishment!

Thunderstorm!

Various Spells were cast in an interlocking fashion as Lin Yue aimed all his targets at the desperately resisting Tank Warriors.

Above the stronghold gates, as soon as a batch of Warriors stepped up, they were all insta-killed the next second. When more stepped forward, they were still insta-killed.

Lin Yue's Casting Speed was too fast. At the same time, because of the effect of the Heart of Chaos, all the Spell attacks he dealt were Chaos attribute damage.

At this stage, players' defenses were effectively non-existent. The damage was outrageously high; they couldn't block a single hit.

In less than ten seconds, another five hundred Warriors had fallen.

This scene left Tyrant Fire speechless with shock, and for a moment, he didn't dare to send any more Warriors onto the field.

"How are we supposed to fight this? The front line can't even hold out. If the White Emperor focuses his damage on the long-range units, they'll be no different from paper."

Overlord Savage Bull suddenly grabbed Tyrant Fire's shoulder. "Brother Fire, I told you we can't win. We absolutely cannot beat this freak. Let's hurry up and flee."

"Flee? Where can we flee to now? Without the Young Lord's orders, even if we are killed down to Rank 0, we must defend Black Wind Mountain to the death."

"No, I'm not staying here to die. I spent so many days reaching this level of strength. If I'm killed and lose several Ranks now, will there still be a place for me in the Overlord Guild?"

Overlord Savage Bull was not stupid. In the guild, strength was everything. If he were truly beaten into the abyss by the White Emperor, it would be difficult to make a comeback in a short time.

"But if you run and the Young Lord gets angry, do you think you'll be able to keep your position?"

Tyrant Fire hit the nail on the head, leaving Overlord Savage Bull speechless.

"Yeah, where else could we flee? The respawn point is set right here. There's nowhere to run."

Overlord Savage Bull was completely in despair. He realized at this moment that the Young Lord had treated the Black Wind Mountain legion as abandoned pawns.