The time passed by second by second, and the countdown to the end of the national war regulated by the system had only the last twenty minutes left!
The invading army had feigned retreat for quite a distance, but they still hadn't received any news from Huang Yi coming out, causing them to lose their patience.
"It seems that the God of Slaughter will not come out no matter what!" Miyamoto Musashi halted his retreat, a trace of impatience flashed across his face.
"Then there's no need for us to continue the act. Do these fools chasing us really think they can defeat us?" T.N.T also stopped retreating, turned around to face the surging Chinese players, a cruel smile appearing on his face.
"In that case, let's go back and kill them all! Before the victory of the national war, let's earn some more battle merits." The Pope waved his large hand, took out the renowned Thunderbolt Staff, and turned to charge towards those Chinese players!
