The five hundred people with bloodline divided into two groups evenly. They had one mission, it was to defend the north wall from the attack of the Devil Apostle.
Despite facing a huge army, there was none of them nervous or afraid. They lined up before the north wall with their chest up and confidence look plastered on their face.
They never thought this as suicide as the believed Boss was trusting them. Rather than thinking as suicide, 500 people took this as a compliment. Boss was praising them that with only them, they could easily repel the over 100 thousand Devil Apostle.
Moreover, they also could see Boss was watching with his friend from the top wall.
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Meanwhile, Randy also had his own consideration. He had fought against the Devil Apostle Minion rank and he knew, the minion was nowhere near 500 people of his guild member.
