Bad Luck
Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The close-combat soldiers of the Federation were very strong, and there were also some players who worked together.
They had the upper hand against the hundreds of Void Stalkers who were isolated and helpless.
However, the pressure on the players grew when they saw the alloy gate that blocked the passage in front of them continuously explode and its durability rapidly decreased.
He had to get rid of these creatures before the alloy metal gate broke.
Otherwise...
"Behind! Don't dawdle! Hurry up, let's change places!"
Fang Heng raised his head and saw the Federation soldiers in front of him urging him to speed up. He did not stay any longer to observe and follow the group of players who were good at long-range sneak attacks to another ambush point to shoot.
As soon as he left, the Void Stalkers that were attacking the alloy gate like crazy instantly quieted down.