Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
"Is this the Holy Race's strength?"
"Didn't our reports say they only have thirty Bronze Holy Art users?"
"Dammit! These bastards have been hiding their strength! How are we supposed to contest for the loot now?!"
The human players present were greatly shocked when they saw the composition of the Holy Race team charging Frey's team.
Saint-ranked experts were extremely rare in the Greater God's Domain. Even among the various upper-ranking hegemonic powers, Saints would be put into core executive positions at the very minimum.
Of the human powers present, even if the seventeen Guilds and four conglomerates joined forces, they wouldn't have more than twenty Saints. Yet, now, it was revealed that the Holy Race's powers had over 50 Saint-ranked experts…
With such a huge disparity in numbers, many of the human players present couldn't help but suspect whether they could even get any of the items dropped by Frey's team.
"Lord Moro, the Holy Race's strength…" After looking at the 50-plus Holy Race experts charging Frey's team, Desert Web couldn't help but turn to Moro worriedly. "Hasn't it exceeded our expectations by too much?"
According to their investigation, the Holy Race's two powers should, at most, have thirty experts who rivaled human Saints. They had also prepared to assist Frey's team escape under this assumption. Now that it was revealed that there were more than fifty Saint-ranked experts on the Holy Race's side, if they proceeded with their plan to help Frey's team escape, not only was there a high risk of their plan failing, but they would also risk getting themselves killed.
At this time, Moro's complexion had turned incredibly gloomy.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Originally, he thought he could safely play the role of the oriole. Yet, the mantis he was looking to prey on turned out to be a lion. If he insisted on third-partying in this situation, he and his team were bound to face certain death.
After a quick deliberation, Moro hurriedly said to Desert Web, "Contact Moving Mou
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