A few minutes later, they finally understood why the number of deaths among the Alliance recruits had suddenly decreased. It turned out that the incident from the extraterritorial invaders had been chasing Mo Shuwan and his group all along, and since they were chasing them, they naturally had no time to attack others.

After two thrilling battles, everyone inside breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Mo Shuwan and the others escape again. "As long as they can hold on, they can be teleported back when the time comes."

"But there are still more than three days left. Given the current frequency of the enemy chasing them and then fighting them, it will be difficult to hold out for more than three days."

Although I don't want to be blunt, it's true that everyone can see that Mo Shuwan and the others are exhausted and they simply don't have any extra time to rest.

Every time they saw Mo Shuwan condense dark power, her body would visibly weaken. The stewards and two city lords of the tenth fortress were extremely annoyed. Why hadn't they given her more medicine to restore her life force back then?!

If she has enough medicine right now, she should have no problem holding out for three days to save the other recruits.

Those in charge, especially those with younger members, were filled with deep regret.

"Who is she? I've never seen her before."

"I heard that Mr. Song took on a successor some time ago, and now it seems that it should be her. Sigh, it can be seen that apart from her special physique, her own strength is not enough to support this special physique, otherwise she would not have consumed her life force to activate the power of her physique."

"The others are good too."

The more they watched, the more they realized how impressive this group was. Not only did they work together seamlessly, but several of them were also capable of killing the extraterrestrial invaders. If they could survive, they would undoubtedly become formidable fighting forces in the future.

As time passed, Mo Shuwan and the others were still holding on, and the number of new recruits from the alliance who died only increased by one or two every now and then, which temporarily suppressed this incident.

Just as they were extremely pleased with Mo Shuwan and his team's performance, the foreign invaders on the other side were consumed by anger.

"Why have so many warriors suddenly died?! What were they doing?! Why hasn't summoning the giants killed the parasites on the bounty board yet?!"

The old man, who had just been ordering preparations for a victory banquet, slammed his fist into the table and chairs in a fit of rage, and the dark power emanating from him caused those around him to involuntarily step back.

"Find a way to contact the people inside. It doesn't matter if a few die, but we must find out what happened inside!"