Chapter 1267: Desperate Disciples of the Beast Sect_1
The disciples of the Beast Sect had no idea how many times they had repelled the Alliance’s attacks. Gazing at the teetering formation, they were truly despairing, never having anticipated the Beast Sect would be reduced to such a dire situation.
Forces from the Four Sects Alliance were everywhere, above and below—defense upon defense. Even the thought of escaping was futile, not to mention that this was the vital heartland of the Beast Sect.
"Elder Martin, can our Sect Leader break through?"
A few individuals of core status stood there, exhaustion evident on each and every face.
"Elder Shaw, now only the three of us from the Lord Heaven layer are left. Facing such an overwhelming number of the Alliance, without reinforcements, we can only meet our downfall!"
"Elder Yates, our Beast Sect has never faced such a calamity before. How did things come to this!"
Looking toward the two elders, Luke said, "Elders, since the Sect Leader has entrusted us with the fate of our sect, there’s no use in pondering. We can only fight to the death!"
Elder Yates let out a bitter smile and said, "Our disciples have suffered hefty casualties. Only the three of us remain from the Lord Heaven layer, and while there are still over a hundred from the Profound Immortal level, they stand little chance against the united front of the Four Sects. Even with the willingness to fight the enemy, they no longer have the strength to turn the tide."
Sheldon Evans said, "Let’s hope for a miracle."
The three of them looked into the distance, noticing the situation of the Four Sects Alliance forces, and the hope for reinforcements was nearly extinguished. In the face of such great power, it was unlikely that any sect would dare to come to their aid.
"Besides the Four Sects, I bet there are other sects also intimidating all sides. This time, they are determined to completely eradicate our Beast Sect!"