The Treasure Mountain opens its doors

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!" Lin Fang and the others all yelled. With the aid of the staff weapon, Ling Han and his group were too frightening. They could not be matched at all.

This was what the saying "the few are no match for the many" meant. They only had a single staff weapon, and their disadvantage in numbers was too great. Furthermore, Ling Han and those dwarves had a strong immunity to the light of death, so how were they supposed to play this?

In the end, only three managed to retreat successfully, and they were Lin Fang, Teng Sen, and Wei Nian. The others had all been killed by the light of death, and turned into dirt.

"We won!" The dwarves raised their hands and cheered.

"Let's drink!"

"Lay out a feast!"

"Celebrate!"