"Thinking of running away? Too bad, this terrain makes it hard to attack and even harder to escape."
Fang Jie looked at the Light Elves inside; although they had started to prepare their escape, the valley entrance was blocked by a group of Undead. The battle at the valley entrance was fierce, but they were hopelessly outmatched.
The Elves were skilled in magic and archery, with strong long-range attacks.
Moreover, their Light attribute countered the Undead, allowing them to retaliate effectively; otherwise, they wouldn't have had the slightest fighting chance. However, even so, the number of Light Elves was rapidly diminishing.
The air was swarming with troops of Gold Level combat power, but the Light Elves inside did not possess such strength.
Their population didn't even surpass the number of the enemy's Gold Level troops, let alone muster any resistance.
After another failed charge, the Light Elves at the front had almost fallen into complete despair.
