As time passed, the onslaught of the fungal mutants became more and more ferocious, and eventually, some "new species" appeared that hadn't been seen on the wildernesses beneath the fortresses before.
Those monsters seemed endless, pouring out from the gray-green fog without pause, and their combat power grew stronger and stronger.
However—
The players of the Alliance were not frightened by this development; instead, they became even more excited.
Since the three-day OB was inevitable, they might as well die with a bang!
Embracing this thought, the players' morale seemed endless as well, showing no fear or hesitation regardless of the casualties they faced.
Leading his followers, the Outlaw Maniac moved from position to position while fighting, stubbornly holding out against the relentless wave of fungal mutants with abundant ammunition.
