"Motherfucker!"

I threw the Purple Ying Sword at the pursuers. The cyclone of energy circled behind Du Thirteen, High Fighting Spirits and Eighteen Steeds of You and Yun perfectly, protecting their backs and knocking back the dozen or so Wildfire Riders who were trying to give chase. Some also died to critical hits or triggered quintuple-damage passive. My Agility wasn’t too bad, and overall I had about a 20+% critical hit rate, or a one in five chance to trigger a critical hit. It certainly wasn’t an insignificant amount of critical chance.

"Ahhhh…"

All the Wildfire Riders who died to my attack wouldn’t be able to set foot in Purple Grape City domain until the Nation War was over. Speaking of which, so many players were gathered at White Rose Fortress—there were at least tens of millions of them—that the system had named this Nation War the "War of Purple Grape City”.The reason it wasn’t called the "War of Sky City" was because White Rose Fortress was the only Sky City location that was destroyed, and Floating Ice City was categorized as a neutral territory after it was abandoned.

Red Maple was within range of my Coiling Dragon Revolution as well, but he responded...