The unstoppable Molten Mountain Dragon finally demolished the second line of defense completely.
The players have abandoned all hope. Initially, at the final moment, they thought they could still rack up some military merits. They believed that pushing away the strongest opponents and NPC armies would prove advantageous, but it turned into an inescapable disaster.
"It's up to you now." Bloodhoof stared solemnly at the ferocious and rampaging Molten Mountain Dragon, and the countless cheering Uldaman soldiers atop its body nestled within the fortress.
"Then watch carefully—let them see how war machines should truly be operated."
As Li Yao spoke, a phantom appeared with each step he took.
With the added attributes, Li Yao was now capable of summoning seven phantoms, plus his main body, making it eight in total. Though the phantoms' attack power was average, at this moment, offense wasn't the focus.
