I immediately summoned the Pegasus and Little Wolf 001, mounting up and dashing rapidly toward Silvermoon Valley. Along the way, Silvermoon City players who had been out leveling were already retreating backward. Many wore panicked expressions, and even a leveling party from the Lilac guild was fleeing in a disheveled and battered state, their armor discarded and weapons lost.
I immediately stepped forward to grab a player by the arm and asked, "Brother, what's going on inside? Why does everyone look like you've been through hell?"
With a face of absolute despair, the man stammered, "Hell doesn't even cover it! It's an utter catastrophe! We had five hundred people inside leveling when suddenly, from out of nowhere, swarms of Gargoyles filled the sky, and countless Ghouls crawled out from the ground. Out of five hundred people, only fifty of us managed to escape alive. Tell me that isn't a catastrophe!"
Chapter 611