If it weren't for the system, they wouldn't even have the chance to commit suicide.
Then, the innermost light shield disappeared, and a new batch of zombies was exposed to the nurous allied players.
However, the pressure had already fallen on them, and they were stuck to the ground, unable to move.
Thus, they charged forward like wolves and tigers.
It's just the influence of the world limit; otherwise, any enemy entering the Immortal City below Nascent Soul could be directly suppressed using authority and teleported to prison without any issue.
Even a Fifth Realm Nascent Soul, as long as the number wasn't too large at the sa ti, could be instantly suppressed within the Immortal City, but it couldn't be teleported before being subdued, requiring soone to handle it.
However, this teleportation ability is the authority of the Immortal City and can only be easily used within the Immortal City.
Small Knife still sat at the center of the Immortal City, suppressing the Earth Vein Extre Point.
Other players were also protected by a spiritual light ford by talismans, completely unafraid of Yin Soul assaults.
And the talismans in their hands were the Nesis of the Yin Soul.
On the contrary, dealing with the zombies, impervious to weapons, was relatively difficult.
But, this being within the Immortal City, zombies were directly confined, lying flat on the ground, only requiring players to retrieve corpses quickly.
And zombies just needed to be taken inside any of the nearby buildings to be dealt with.
Thus, in a short ti, nearly half of the zombies were resolved.
At this point, Small Knife looked up into the distance; it's coming.
The Ten Thousand Return Banner?
Is this the most powerful, the last resort?
Rolling black clouds obscured the sun and swept in from the horizon, covering half the sky.
In the black clouds, shapes concealed themselves, revealing vulnerabilities.
No longer the shadowy form of a Yin Soul, but solid black figures too condensed, as if corporeal. Even with world limitations, only at Fourth Realm Level 500, all evaluated at King Level, uncontested alone.
Even a Fifth Realm Nascent Soul might not necessarily win.
Once seen, they had flown outside the city in no ti.
At this mont, there were still many zombie players watching everything happening inside the city, already in panic, attacking the light shield of the Immortal City in vain.
Don't even ntion breaking through it, even if they did, they wouldn't dare enter.
Yet they needed to do sothing in the absence of orders, so attacking the light shield was the only thing they could do.
But morale suffered as expected.
And watching their allied brothers and sisters inside being carried away like corpses, their spirits separated, restrained, unable to escape, felt unbearable.
But at that mont, they also noticed the approaching black cloud, morale surged, it's here.
The World's Supre Treasure, the Ten Thousand Return Banner.
It must ensure victory.
Closer, even closer.
The rolling black cloud twisted like a living creature, transforming into a colossal dark beast blocking the sky,
sowhat resembling a bat, but with a horned head and covered in black scales; each black scale adhered to a black player evaluated at King Level.
Their lower bodies rged into the black scales while their upper bodies jut out, staring intently at the Immortal City, resembling individual hairs.
They had now reached outside the Immortal City.
Interesting, how does it compare to my pet, the Blood Bat King?
Small Knife looked on with interest.
Wan Gui?
He seed to notice the na of the beast.
No, it's not a beast, unlike the Blood-colored Bat, it's an Innate Treasure.
The Ten Thousand Return Banner, that's the Ten Thousand Returns Sail.
The black Wan Gui, a never-before-described creature, flapped its wings and the players on each scale were directly shot out.
They shot like arrows,
directly hitting the light shield of the Immortal City, then exploded, resembling powerful grenades.
The explosion's power was imnse, a haze appeared in the scope above, like the world's enmity.
This clearly exceeded the world's limitations, and the world warned instinctively.
It's just a warning to one's own people.
If Small Knife used power exceeding the world, haha, imdiately...!
Thus, less than a tenth of the leading attacks bombarded the light shield, shattering it.
Not that the Immortal City wasn't strong, it's just limited by the world limit, only able to reach this level.
"Hooray! Hooray!" The zombie players outside cheered.
They naturally had guessed that this enemy was from the Outer World.
Once Wan Gui appears, it's invincible.
Even players shouted slogans.
Those players who charged were the top-level of this world, but after self-exploding, they died cleanly.
Yet, as long as in this world.
In the blink of an eye, they resurrected from the scales of Wan Gui.
Just faint spectral figures, re Level 1 weaklings, dispersed with a breath of wind.
But the surrounding black cloud seemingly attracted, flew into the spectral figures.
The spectral figures quickly solidified, ascending rapidly in level, the realm unimpeded, restored to their strongest status in one breath.
However, the cheering at that mont ceased.
Because the second layer, third layer, fourth layer...
The light shields of the Immortal City rose one by one.
The human-shaped bombs shot by Wan Gui Giant Bat only consud a tenth to shatter one defense.
Then the second, third, fourth layers fell.
They shattered ten powerful light shields that many zombie players couldn't breach despite attacking for half a day.
The problem was, such attack efficiency was strong, yet more light shields kept slowly rising.
Seemingly slow, yet one layer after another.
After Wan Gui Giant Bat's attack, as all scales dimd, with figures surfacing, absorbing surrounding black mist and black clouds recovering.
Here, even the outermost of the Immortal City was still protected by ten layers of light shields, seemingly unwavering despite the previous attacks.
"How could this be?" In the World Core, the Master's body trembled.
The eyes of the Wan Gui Giant Bat displayed human-like disbelief.
He was the master's clone of the world.
As Wan Gui Mini World, with the Ten Thousand Souls Sail destroyed town suppressed, the clone died.
But relying on the World's Supre Treasure, the Ten Thousand Return Banner resurrected and revived swiftly.
This ti, it ca for revenge.
The clone rged into the Ten Thousand Return Banner, transforming into the Wan Gui, leveraging nurous players.
Fully aware of the enemy's strength, it unleashed its full power right from the start, deploying its greatest weapon.
But now, the greatest weapon proved ineffective?
It was stunned, at a loss.
Such an attack was terrifying, each self-detonation broke the ti limit's constraints.
For such a supre attack, even its world authority was declining.
But the result.
Impossible! You can't withstand it, just holding on.
Because each full force strike of the Ten Thousand Return Banner surpassed the world's limitations.
Such power was already extre.
It consud the foundation of the Supre Treasure and the world's traits, along with his authority as Master of the World.
Theoretically, at the sa level, coming from another world, battling on foreign grounds, it shouldn't be a match for oneself.
So definitely holding on forcibly, paying a high price, unable to withstand for long.
Imdiately, the Wan Gui Giant Bat's entire body scales emitted a dark light and erupted once more.
The Master of Wan Gui Mini World, firmly believing the enemy paid a greater price, was definitely unsustainable.
He wouldn't consider other possibilities.
Because apart from fighting desperately, he had no alternatives.
This ti, he bet it all.
Thus, the Wan Gui Giant Bat trembled all over, its eyes reflecting pain, showing the heavy cost borne by the current World Master.
The system's warning chid continuously, his authority as World Master plumted swiftly, but he remained indifferent.
Such an attack, facing Little Worlds, called exaggerated to annihilate half the surface life would still face no issues.
Countless dark human-shaped figures carried various expressions.
Incredible, unbelievable.
Yet none paused for a mont, they dared not.
Above Wan Gui Giant Bat's head a dark mass, extrely somber.
All looking over felt a heavy pressure, a sense of dread.
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