"Stop killing, stop killing! Didn't you see the retreat task? If we get left behind, we probably won't be able to leave!"
"Brothers, pay attention to the notifications in front of you! A little brother might regrow, but if you're gone, you're really gone. Retreat quickly!"
"Regroup halfway up the mountain!"
In the midst of shouts and cries, some bloodthirsty individuals finally took notice of the notifications.
After that, the retreat officially began!
Apart from some who were still reviving and those whose minds or mental states had been slightly affected by overuse of various items, everyone, upon seeing the potentially endless respawn time that might arise, chose to follow their innermost desires, put down their killing intent, and gathered for the retreat...
Just like someone said, a little brother might regrow, but if the big brother is gone, he's really gone.
"Whoosh!"
A fireball, as large as a little sun and over fifteen meters in diameter, rose on the battlefield.