At this moment, everyone in the hall was filled with despair. It was for no other reason than the death of the last peak expert in the city. They felt pity and despair.
Originally, when they were fighting against the Beast Tide, the two strongest guardians in the city had already died in battle. Originally, the people relied on this gap to recover their vitality in an attempt to continue fighting against the Jackalans. However, a monster suddenly appeared in the city out of nowhere.
That monster was ugly, but its strength was astonishing. In a short period of time, it had slaughtered hundreds of survivors and eight professionals. Under such circumstances, the only peak powerhouse left in the city did not hesitate to drag his injured body to fight against the monster. In the end, although the monster was successfully killed under the combined efforts of everyone, the powerhouse's injuries worsened because of it. After recovering for an entire day, he unfortunately passed away just now.
When it rains, it pours.
The death of the powerhouse meant that the city's last hope had been shattered. As professionals, they had also been on the battlefield. They clearly remembered those terrifying beasts and terrifying enemies. Without a powerhouse to resist, they would not have been able to last even a single round before being slaughtered.
What should they do?
This was the most urgent question that lingered in everyone's minds.
"What? You've decided to retreat? "
A young man looked at the middle-aged man in front of him in disbelief. His face was filled with shock.
"Listen, this is not the time to be impulsive. We have to make a decision. There is not much food left in the city, and it's only a matter of time before the city walls are breached. If this continues, everyone will die!"
The middle-aged man in luxurious clothes looked at him and said with a cold expression.
With too many negative emotions shrouding the city, the people in the city were divided into two factions. One faction thought that they should avoid the limelight and take the last of the food and some humans to board the ships and find a new paradise.
However, some people thought the opposite. They thought that rashly leaving the city would only increase unnecessary sacrifices. The main point was that because many of the ships had been destroyed, only four ships had abandoned the city. What did this mean? Apart from some professionals, only a small number of ordinary people could board these survival boats.
These ships were not big, and only a small portion of them could survive. As the professionals left in large numbers, even the food was taken away. There was only one outcome for the people who stayed behind: death.
The young man's voice became hoarse.
Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought that this man, who had saved an entire factory with his own strength at the beginning of the disaster and was once hailed as a hero, would actually be so shameless as to say such words to him.
"Running away is the behavior of a coward!"
"What do you think the sea is? Where do you think you can run to with just a few lousy boats?"
"Why did you become like this?"
The young man questioned loudly, trying to get a satisfactory answer from the other party.
The middle-aged man didn't hesitate too much. With a cold expression, he said, "Recognize the reality. We are powerless. Once the city is breached, everyone will die. At this time, it is better to leave some seeds. Only then will our roots remain."
He was right!
With the death of the last Silver-pinnacle powerhouse, the city's defensive capabilities had been completely destroyed. Without high-level combat power, no one could stop the attack from the Dark Tide.
Cowardly?
Perhaps.
To the middle-aged man, these empty titles were no longer important. What was important was how to survive this war.
"Ah Wei, listen to me. Leave this place. Your brother is already dead. I don't want you to follow in his footsteps!"
"Don't mention my brother. He fought for this city, not for you cowards!"
"Ah Wei."
"You guys go. I will fight to the end. I will not leave until the last moment!" After saying that, the young man strode out of the door.
In the room.
The middle-aged man silently looked forward. His cold eyes were fixed on the young man's figure.
Boss Gao.
A man who looked like he had some power came to his side and said in a low voice, "Are we just going to let him stay here?" His brother was one of the guardians. If he chose to stay, it might make some people's decision waver.
The expected number of people would decrease.
The middle-aged man shook his head and said with a cold expression, "I know. Withdraw all the weapons from the frontline. Even if he can use his reputation to keep some people, with weapons, we can make up for these losses."
Speaking of this, his expression turned cold.
Yes.
As a large city, there were also some talents here. Through some research, they had also improved the power of the weapons. In the past, most of these weapons were equipped in the hands of the soldiers on the city wall in order to effectively block the attacks of the monsters.
But now, the other party had threatened to secretly withdraw all the weapons. For the remaining people, losing the weapons was equivalent to losing a barrier. When the monsters came again, there was no possibility of stopping them at all!
And if they encountered the Beast Tide, the final result was almost unimaginable.
Without the obstruction of weapons, the so-called city wall was simply a decoration. It would not take long for the city to completely fall.
The man who reported the situation suddenly looked terrible. After figuring out the middle-aged man's intention, he could not help but feel a trace of pity in his heart.
Unless a miracle happened, otherwise, once the Beast Tide really came, it would be a naked massacre.
But after hesitating for a moment, the man did not say anything to persuade him. Every man for himself. If he wanted to live, taking away all the weapons would undoubtedly increase their chances of survival.
There was one more point.
Instead of letting the unarmed ordinary people stay, that young man, relying on his brother's reputation, if he could gather more power, he would undoubtedly become a dam to entangle the Beast Tide. With the other party's sacrifice, the time to retreat would be much more generous.
Heroes have to pay a price.
The man was just an ordinary professional. Although he admired the young man's actions, in the end, he still chose to follow the middle-aged man and retreat from here.
The sky was getting dark.
Sometimes, disaster would come to people's side when they least expected it.
Just as both sides were preparing, some flashing red eyes slowly gathered on the plains not far from the city.
Beast Tide.
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