Chương 690: 690 We are winning!

pαndα, noνɐ1, сoМ The Dragons of Justice players on path 2 stood frozen as they stared at the unexpected roadblock that was on their path. Perhaps this was a mechanism of the battleground?

A faint hope arose in their heart, only to be crushed soon as the next second, the top popped open and a set of parallel guns appeared from within. Then without any warning, all the guns from all the six tanks started firing at them.

"Damn it. Heal! Heal! Heal! Activate all the defense!" Once again, it was the Dragons who fell into chaos. They tried attacking the tanks but a mana barrier popped out which protected the tank from the attack.

The other side also did not remain idle. Using the momentum created by these tanks, the players behind the tanks started sending in long-range attacks.

Coincidentally, most players here were hunters and at the front of the group was Rey, grinning from ear to ear. All the hunters used the special arrows which Madan had delivered to devastate the other side.

With the tankers and the special arrows, the Dragons of Justice became a big fumbling mess in a second. As if this was not enough, when the players were quickly retreating to regroup and think of some strategy for this godforsaken battleground, Rey tossed the golem marble at them.

Immediately, the giant attacking golem popped up and started attacking everyone around it. When the group tried to focus attack on the golem, the tanks and the hunters were blasting at them.

And when they focussed on the players or the tanks, the other two were blasting at them. No matter how they looked at it, they were completely overwhelmed.

Their healers simply couldn't put up with the mana consumption. Even after drinking bottle after bottle of mana potion, they were struggling to keep up When they finally updated the others about this disaster, the four remaining Generals of the Dragons of Justice were utterly speechless. For the first time, they understood the meaning of what it meant to be an S-Rank guild.

As for their own guild, their rank might be S but they were nowhere close to this guild in front of them which was a true S-Rank guild.

"Gone! Leader, path 2 is also gone!"

With their guild leader dead and one path after another falling into the enemy's hands, all players were beginning to already admit defeat.

At this point, even the global player base watching the show was not surprised. They simply began speculating as to how Crimson Abyss got these war tanks.

As far as they knew, something like this did not exist in the game. Otherwise, every single guild would have gotten it. The importance of war-grade equipment like this couldn't be overstated.

All the guilds immediately gave out orders to spare no effort in researching this. No one was interested in seeing this war unfold anymore. There was no suspense remaining.

When Dragons of Justice showed up with half a million players, Crimson Abyss was the underdog, but now, after taking one path after another, it was only a matter of time before the real dragons won this battle.

They were guaranteed a massive payoff, and as a result, their power and standing were going to skyrocket. At this moment, every other guild in the world was green with envy over Crimson Abyss.

As such, no one was paying attention to the last path, path number 4, where nothing spectacular was happening. This path was narrower compared to others except for that, there was nothing outstanding about it.

Both Crimson Abyss players and Dragons of Justice players clashed with each other in their respective battle formations. In fact, this was the most normal battle taking place in this entire war.

There appeared to be no tricks, no tanks, and no monstrous players. There were simply two groups clashing against each other. Both of them seemed to be of similar levels and also similar skills as the fight slowly and steadily progressed.

However, one person alone paid attention to the progress on this particular path. It was none other than Mustafa.

"Mustafa, your guess was correct. Crimson Abyss Core players are all here."

"Can your team handle those guys?"

"Yes, of course. If we cannot handle even this group, then what are the black mercenaries good for?"

"Alright. Good luck."

This conversation was quickly buried in the guild chat as the other players started shouting and screaming for help. The Dragons of Justice guild members were getting massacred on all paths, well all except for one.

And as the war raged on, soon a turning point arrived. Two teams of backup task forces finally arrived for the Dragons of Justice, but unexpectedly, none of the paths that actually needed this backup got it.

Instead, the backup arrived at the path that did not need it, path number 4.

Everyone's eyes widened as they once again started paying attention to the Dragons of Justice. It looked like the guild might just make a comeback.

Crimson Abyss might be strong in all the other paths but it was true that their strength was stretched thin. They also did not seem to have more of the war tanks or skilled players, leaving behind this one path vulnerable.

Lo and behold! The other party correctly grasped this chance and started counterattacking!

Everyone had heard rumors about how strong the Crimson Abyss core members were but surprisingly they were getting slowly pushed back. The strength in numbers was clearly displayed here.

The progress in all the other paths was not as fast as this one, making this a really big factor in the whole battle. Were the Dragons of Justice really going to make a comeback?

Everyone bit their nails while waiting and watching what was happening. The answer might soon be revealed in a matter of minutes.

With more players falling on the wayside and the momentum of the backup, the battle for the path became completely one-sided and within a few more minutes, all the Crimson Abyss players on path number 4 fell.

"Oh my god! This is actually happening! We are winning!"

Messages began flooding the guild chat as the troops on path 4 hurriedly marched towards the main base of the enemy where the flag was placed.

There were several players still scattered here and there, some even entered the poison forest to avoid dying but Dragons of Justice did not even let these players go.

They wanted to establish how overpowered and domineering their guild was so they chased after these few players also and killed them. It really looked like Dragons of Justice were going to win this fight in a landslide.

Without any other blockade or unexpected surprises, they marched all the way toward the enemy's base reaching the main barrier.

There weren't any more Crimson Abyss players blocking the path and no members on standby for defense.

"How careless!" Everyone clicked their tongues in anticipation.

This war was finally coming to an end after so many twists and turns and unexpected surprises. But in the end, sheer numbers seemed to trump everything else.

With the eyes of the whole world on the display, the Dragons of Justice division successfully captured path 4 and was now in the enemy's main camp.

Now there was no stopping them. All they had to do was grab the flag and it was their win!

Many guilds had even started working on how to poach Crimson Abyss experts when the guild inevitably crumbles after this war. Some even began making serious moves.

And in the final moment, just as they were about to step into the enemy fortress inside their cave, a loud horn resounded throughout the battleground.

<Ding. The flag has been captured> <Ding. War has ended>