All the healing professionals had fallen, and even if the Abyss Shield Striker was formidable, he couldn't withstand the attack of a World Boss. Failure was certain. To keep going would only unnecessarily sacrifice the lives of their brotherhood.
Thomas's heart was bleeding, not only because those who died were the elites of the Fallen Angel Alliance, but moreover, the World Boss only had 3% Vitality Points left. If they retreated now, all their hard work over the past few days would be in vain.
"Issue a city-wide manhunt. I want his skin hung on our alliance's flagpole!" Rage consumed Thomas as he looked at Song Jian's figure in the distance and roared through gritted teeth.
"Boss, we should get out of here quickly. The duration of your Abyssal Exile is almost up!" a player reminded from the side.
Only then did it dawn on Thomas. A tale beast was eyeing them, and once the Abyssal Exile ended, they likely wouldn't escape.
