An Angry Vainglory
Translator: Atlas Studios Redakteur: Atlas Studios
"Hang in there…"
Receiving Nine Solitary Spears' message, Fearless and the rest instantly felt a moment of hopelessness.
Damn, Sky Dragon City was so far away. It would take Apocalypse at least twenty minutes to save them.
After death, players only had thirty seconds as wild souls. That meant that within that timeframe, Feng Yun Realm and his people had enough time to kill Quan Zhen Sect forty times.
Based on the rate of losing 10 percent of their XP each time, forty times would mean four levels. To go from level 46 to 50 would require a lot of effort and at least half a month but in twenty minutes, they could be gone. This was unacceptable.
"Be contented…" Ming Du positively said, "It is better than losing ten levels."
"Hmph!" Fearless requestioned him, "Do you think we will only lose XP?"
"Oh…" Everyone changed their line of thought and were instantly frozen.