Shi Feng's fearsome power had been on full display for everyone to see.
Even from a distance, the weight of it settled in their chests like lead.
To be able to cut down a top-tier expert like Crimson Feather amidst an army of thousands, and leave completely unscathed — that meant every single person present was living on borrowed time. If Shi Feng wanted someone dead, no one here could stop him.
Because of this, the Star River Alliance members had lost all the elation they'd felt moments ago from breaking the Nine-Star Extreme Domain. All that remained was terror. They stood frozen where they were, not daring to advance.
One man had intimidated an army of tens of thousands of Elite players.
And not just any Elites — these were the core members of a first-rate guild, all Level 32 and above. To ordinary players, every last one of them was a powerhouse.
Yet these so-called powerhouses had been robbed of their will to fight under Shi Feng's crushing pressure.
That was to say nothing of the famous experts flanking him.
Whether it was Huo Wu or Water Color Rose, their reputations now far exceeded that of their own Guild Leader, Galaxy Wangxi. Their battle records were dazzling, and their strength arguably surpassed his. How were they supposed to fight that?
Zero Wing blocked the path ahead. The Snake of the Body loomed behind. In an instant, the Star River Alliance found themselves caught in an impossible bind.
"There's only a few hundred people guarding Zero Wing's position!" Galaxy Wangxi suddenly roared, breaking the silence. "Even if they brought over their main raid team, so what? Do they really think they can hold off fifty thousand Elites?!" His voice cut through the air. "All units — charge! Wipe them out!"
His words jolted the crowd back to their senses.
Zero Wing did have a Third-Tier Devil, sure — but they had Barrier Scrolls to suppress it. Dealing with a few hundred players? Easy.
Even Shi Feng was still just one man. He had to kill them one sword strike at a time, didn't he? Suppose ten thousand players stood there and let him swing freely — never mind how long it would take, just the sheer act of cutting them down one by one would make his arm go numb. And they weren't mindless fodder. They were Elites. Fifty thousand of them.
In the blink of an eye, the Star River Alliance surged toward Shi Feng like a maddened tide.
The Zero Wing members felt their hearts hammer in their chests as they watched the enemy charge forward like rabid dogs.
They had only a few hundred people. Yes, the main raid team had arrived, but even that wasn't enough to hold back fifty thousand. Holding the line for a while was the best they could hope for. Prolonged combat between players devoured stamina mercilessly — and without stamina, even the greatest expert couldn't so much as scratch a regular player.
But the Star River Alliance Elites had barely broken into a sprint before dozens of mid-tier Frost Grenades detonated in the crowd, transforming the entire mountain path into a sheet of ice. Hundreds of players were frozen solid in an instant, then shattered into sparkling fragments and vanished.
Shi Feng had known all along that a few hundred people couldn't possibly stop fifty thousand Elites in their tracks. But the main raid team's Frost Grenades could buy them a considerable amount of time — long enough for the Snake of the Body's army to arrive.
The main raid team alone carried a hundred mid-tier Frost Grenades, not to mention ten high-tier ones, which packed a punch far beyond their mid-tier counterparts. With the team's combat strength and that arsenal of Frost Grenades, stalling until the Snake of the Body's forces showed up would be easy enough.
"Black Flame!" Galaxy Wangxi's teeth nearly cracked as he saw the Frost Grenades appear once again.
The Star River Alliance had already suffered terribly at the hands of Zero Wing's Elites and their Frost Grenades. They'd spent an untold number of Elite lives just to exhaust the supply — and here they were again.