On the afternoon of the next day, Shatra Fortress was the location of the decisive battle against the Peak Guild.
"Fei Fei, I believe that when things have developed to this point, you should also understand that if we ordinary players really want to win the battle of the gods, I am afraid we have to find a way from these damn dragons... It's just In this state, can we really do this?"
After listening to Xia Jin's words, Lin Fei smiled slightly: "That's right, Jin'er, considering the current situation, this is indeed a problem worth worrying about. After all, just a sacred-level dragon of light, plus a few powers, can't help you." The imperfect ancient black dragon has made us, a group of elites in China, miserable. We have to rely on the power of NPCs to survive the crisis... What if the opponent is stronger..."
After the words fell, all the players present fell into silence.
