But he had just stepped into the hall when he saw a Ranger staggering in, the excitement and thrill in that person's eyes flashing as he looked at everyone else, panting as he said:
"People from Orca are here, they've already reached the forward camp."
Fang Hong knew this Guild called Orca; they were the main players in this incident. The hall fell abruptly silent, then burst into an unbelievable cheer:
"Really?"
"How many of them came?"
"When will they get here?"
The people who stayed here had turned a few battles around these past days, but leaving the mining zone was still not an easy thing; in fact, any team that ventured deep into the mining zone would run into Crystalysis Beasts besieging them.
That wasn't even the worst of it; what truly brought Despair was the existence of those high-level Crystalysis Beasts called Disorderly Supervisors. Compared to them, even a Disorderly Guard wasn't worth mentioning, and the Disorderly Minions were so frail they were like children.
