In the end, Wei Yuan could not stop himself from activating “Life is a Flash” for the northwestern city for the third time.

The underground passages were branching out in all directions, and enemies kept flooding in from every angle. For some reason, the weaklings had suddenly become extraordinarily powerful, with their speed doubling, and their strength more than doubling. They also wielded many short sticks that were ablaze with sparks. Caught off guard, many Shaman fighters were killed in an instant, never even realizing exactly how they had perished.

Ten breaths of “Life is a Flash” was enough to reduce the three thousand or so Shaman fighters who had charged underground to just five hundred.

Wei Yuan silently took out a mask and put it on.

Bao Yun appeared beside him and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Wei Yuan sucked in a deep breath and said, “I made the wrong decision. I could not sacrifice over ten thousand lives just to improve our odds...