"The 107th Legion has been annihilated!"
"The 103rd Legion has been annihilated!"
Two more death reports came from the direction of the Undead Army.
"General!"
"General!"
Even the generals who had stubbornly denied the losses and dismissed the rumors now fell silent.
They knew the truth—far too many warriors had died in the past three days. At this point in the war, the soldiers were exhausted and filled with fear.
"We can't hold out!"
"That's the Tyrant!"
"The Tyrant can kill legends, even immortals! The island is swarming with endless undead. We can't hold out—we're throwing our lives away in vain!"
Collapse came in an instant.
It started with one or two warriors, then spread to squads, battalions, entire legions. Fear and disgust ignited like sparks, sweeping across hundreds of legions in moments.
"Ahhhhhh!"
"Run for your lives!"
"We surrender! Spare us! Spare us!"
The Coastline Alliance faced a full-fledged collapse.
