In one of the main outposts of Blood Ragnarok Realm, Crimsonheim City.
"What? You were defeated?" the clone of the Crimson Ragnarok asked angrily.
"Lord, the enemy was too strong. Even though we outnumbered them, we were no match."
Remembering the enemy's team synergy, it seemed they were not fighting a tier 3 realm individual but a tier 4 monster instead.
This one realm difference was so devastating that their number advantage was easily nullified.
"This- lord, our enemy was too strong; they possessed pure beast bloodline and were the same number as us."
Fighting the enemies from the beast continent, they felt they were fighting against their own fellow.
The same powerful body, brute skills, simple mind, large number of elites, and more.
Fighting against them would require sacrifice, killing 1,000 in exchange for 900.
