At this moment, he looked utterly exhausted, unable to even speak.
Jim quickly spoke up, thinking of having the resting villagers rotate in to hold this gap.
But as soon as he opened his mouth.
He personally witnessed Uncle Evan's legs give out, causing him to collapse to the ground as if drained.
Then, cracks appeared on the surface of the fence, mud spattered as the structure started to tilt, a green hand reached through the gaps, followed by the sudden shrill screech of the goblins.
"Boom!"
The already unstable wooden fence collapsed instantly.
Like a reversed hourglass, goblins previously blocked by spiked wood, squeezed through the gap with sharp laughter.
The intensified force made Jim, who was already at his limit, unable to hold on, staggering back several steps before falling to the ground.
Watching the villagers in front of him collapse one after another like a chain reaction, and pieces of the fence crumbling.
His eyes were full of despair.
