Shield Equipment.
Guardian Magic Spell.
Fighting while retreating.
After a short while, the team had reached the city gates.
At that time, martial law was directly imposed.
The soldiers at the gate, having received the message, were ready with various weapons.
Placed in front of the city gate were gate-protecting weapons bristling with spikes, causing the professionals to halt.
Besides the soldiers at the gate, on the city walls and the arrow towers, all the large bows were loaded with rows of arrows, aimed at them.
Once, these were the guardians of the territory they took pride in.
But at this moment, they were aimed at the former protectors.
The thoughts of many professionals at the scene were incredibly complex.
"Barnes Village is already a sinking ship, do you really want to go down with it?"
"Don't resist anymore, leave with us."
"Switch to a different territory, your days will only get better than now."
