As the Great Captain, Walker's words plunged everyone into silence.
It was well-known that to be of such a rank, one had to be at least a Seventh Tier True God in terms of Combat Power. For such a powerful being to perish in the Beast Tide triggered by the Fire Feathered Phoenix Eagle, one could imagine how slim the chances of survival would be for someone like a Low-level Tier True God caught in the same situation.
"Where is Weilin? Hasn't anyone notified him?" Walker's gaze swept over the crowd as he inquired.
Weilin was the Deputy Captain currently on duty guarding the dungeon.
"Deputy Captain Weilin said he couldn't abandon his post without permission from you, the Great Captain," the small team leader who had just informed Weilin spoke up.
"Damn fool, playing it safe at a time like this," Walker said, visibly annoyed. "Tell Weilin to get his ass up here immediately! If he refuses to come, then tell him he can stay in the dungeon forever!"
