"From this day forth, any player or faction that attacked Flame Guild will face unending retribution," roared John, his flames roaring around him as he charged forward.
"It's Godslayer!"
"Oh no, his damage is insanely high!"
"Help!"
"Run!"
The players who had just been arrogantly attacking the altar were now terrified, scattering in all directions at the sight of John.
Under his flames, countless players turned into white light and vanished.
Instant kill!
These players couldn't withstand John's attacks at all. Screams echoed, and their formation was instantly shattered.
Ritchie, who had been struggling under the players' assault, suddenly felt a surge of confidence when he saw John arrive.
Waving his spear, he roared, "Charge! Drive them back!"
"Godslayer is here!"
"Finally, it's our turn to strike back!"
"Charge! Wipe out these bastards!"
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