Yue Wei couldn't help but curse, "Iron-Blood, fuck your uncle!"
Yue Wei hurriedly chased after, only to find the escape route completely blocked!
Thinking of taking a detour? With the seemingly endless walls of the Vermilion Bird City, which could accommodate millions of players, it would be better to die right here than attempt to cross it—it wouldn't be as exhausting.
The players were on the verge of tears. Those outside wanted to return, but the ones inside were still clueless about the situation and were desperately squeezing outward. The players in the middle were shouting, trying to explain. Some believed, some didn't; the believers hesitated, while the non-believers pushed forth.
And so, the drawbridge and the city gate became the battleground for players pushing from both sides.
Clearly, there were more players wanting to get out than in, so the players outside, crying and using all their strength, were still squeezed out.
