The next moment, the lord at the core of the team threw out several illumination spheres, barely lighting up the underground space.
They also illuminated the monsters hidden in the darkness.
These were eight-legged monsters, with hideous appearances, climbing quickly on the ceiling and walls like spiders, occasionally spitting out acid or sharp spikes, tossing cars into the air.
All these eight-legged monsters were elite level beasts!
As for their numbers…he lost count.
And in his squad, numerous sentries and spearmen had already fallen. The old lord's heart bled.
"How can these fleeing monsters be so strong?"
He had been a lord for seven or eight years ever since he descended into the Eternal World, and there were never any overly aggressive monsters around his territory.
He had fought steadily and gradually expanded his territory, which was now a level four town and county level territory.
