Romier and Pratt didn’t join the battle immediately. Instead, they just watched as their ground forces attacked the city frantically. With two dukes overseeing the battle, all the soldiers fought as though they were crazed.

The mercenaries felt heavy pressure. There was no escape under the present circumstances, and the only outcome was death if they failed to resist this wave. Considering their options, wasn’t it much better to die gloriously in battle? At this point, the survivors were all highly experienced and powerful mercenaries. They made use of every advantage they had, not missing any small opportunity to push back and bleed the enemy.

At the center of Whitetown, a certain building had changed owners several times. The mercenary gunfire from inside gradually became weak, then completely died out as a group of werewolves and vampires charged in. This building had long since turned into ruins and was covered in the corpses of dark race soldiers. After paying a steep price, the dark races finally captured this central bridgehead for their army.

If they could hold the central region, the mercenaries would be forced to separate. With that, the scales would...