On the city walls, the players of World Server 616 were utterly dumbfounded.
They had expected a grueling, desperate siege.
They were prepared to fight to the death.
Even if they died, it would be glorious—they would not let the other-world server bastards laugh at them!
But the scene before them made all their preparations feel completely unnecessary.
A monster horde invasion?
No, no, no—this was clearly Faustus alone, slaughtering five billion monsters!
And growing stronger with every kill.
"I… am I dreaming?"
A warrior muttered.
"If you're dreaming, so am I."
The mage next to him looked equally dazed.
"Are we… dreaming the same dream?"
"Stop talking!"
Sunborn bellowed, "What are you standing there for?"
"Faustus-sama is killing up ahead! We can't slack behind—those are free dungeon points waiting for us!"
"Right! Kill monsters, grab points!"
"Charge, brothers!"
