“We’ll split our forces.”
Current time: 4:38 p.m.
A little over twenty minutes remained until the next monster wave.
There was neither time nor any point to building fortifications. The ramparts had long since reached the end of their durability; it was a wonder they’d held up this far.
A siege defense (守城戟) was out of the question.
If they were going to hold, then, as White Bird had always done, the snowfield before the castle gate was the only battlefield suitable for the job.
Having heard all the previous accounts, Gyeon Riok’s judgment was as follows.
“We divide into two teams for the bridge and the gate. Quick and clean.”
“You’re not abandoning the capital, I see.”
The scenario had shifted phases.
Which meant the real raid had begun. Given the Babel Tower’s nature, the difficulty was changing rapidly.
Even if they could hold off a mere monster wave without much trouble, once the variable called the “Archdemon” entered the board, no one knew how things would turn.
They had to clear it before he woke. That was optimal.
Which meant this was ultimately a race against time.
Given the absolute…