The first to surround them were ordinary soldiers, tens of thousands of soldiers from the Four Nations surged like a tide.
This was not the narrow terrain of an outpost, but the flat plains within the Four Nations. As far as the eye could see, there were enemies all around.
"Sister..."
Lian Jin struggled to crawl out of the pit, but since the start of the battle, he had been severely injured three times, taking down four Tier Two Evolvers with him. Even a real War Giant would crack at this moment, let alone his frail human body.
He moved two steps, staggered, and fell to his knees, blood flowing uncontrollably from his nose and mouth.
"Do you know why you haven't reached Tier Three yet?"
Lord Lian spoke calmly, the gentle Gang Power gathered around her, unlike the "Absolute Domain" of a "Fighting Master." The Gang Power of the "Fist Tyrant" couldn't leave the body by an inch, and its effect was completely opposite to "Absolute Domain."
