Clay glanced around helplessly. The creatures that Midas had held off had caught up with them, and the situation turned into a slaughter. 'Damn it!' Clay cursed as he looked at those creatures empowered by Divine Interest.
Tier 1 players were falling under the onslaught. Their power meant nothing against the boost the Deep Stalkers had received. Only the Ragnarok players survived a few exchanges since they had recovered using their religious artefacts. However, even that was not enough.
Soon only Noslin, Clay, Winter, Old Un, Beartooth, and a few members from other Pantheons were left. Clay shook his head at the thought of those devastating losses. It would take a long time to recover those stat points since the Deep Stalkers had eaten the orbs. They had not been able to save a single one of them.
