It was like battling against an army of the undead, the human camp continuously diminishing its living forces while the undead army grew stronger. In this give and take, defeat was inevitable.
About ten minutes' journey later, Yu Liang arrived near the pentagonal square. As soon as he approached, he heard the thunderous cries of battle.
Looking out, the colors red and green intermingled before his eyes. They were arrayed in an extremely regimented pattern, like a spiked wall blocking the center of the pentagonal square.
Those were...
Narrowing his eyes, Yu Liang patted Room 225, signaling it to halt and observe first.
"They are a batch of 30-degree sharp-angled triangles." The octagon at his side reported accurately, "These are the most suitable shapes for soldiers. They possess great piercing power and also have decent defensive capabilities. They are the triangle soldiers most favored by the circular class."
