The More You Fight, the Braver You Become

In the fallen corridor, central region, Li Qingran and the other players who had stayed behind were gradually in a predicament.

As the aura of the death realm leaked out rapidly, the dense black fog gradually pushed forward. The density of the aura of death in the entire fallen corridor also increased rapidly.

More and more undead revived at a faster rate, and the strength of the undead also began to slowly increase.

Everyone resisted with all their might and retreated all the way.

Without the buff from Fang Heng, the team's combat strength was reduced by more than half.

"Everyone, hold on for a little longer. Fang Heng will be back soon!"

Li Qingran encouraged the team to increase their morale.

"Don't worry, we can still hold on."

"We have to. Otherwise, when Fang Heng comes back, we'll be a joke, saying that we can't do it without him."

"Heh, that spy sent by the holy faction... We can't let him underestimate us."