Just as Zhu Fu realized that the attack was hopeless, even more deadly news came from behind.
Huron's original formation was attacked by the sudden appearance of the Man-Eating Shark fleet, and Soshiyang's flagship also broke away from the battle around the blessing barrier and joined the siege of Huron's original formation. Now Huron is about to be beheaded!
What's even more surprising is that Huron didn't dare to fight at all and chose to retreat directly, resulting in the entire attack queue being torn apart. Now they are in a state of head and tail attack. Some war gangs have begun to withdraw from the battle, but they are still under control in general.
Realizing that things were impossible, Zhu Fu decisively ordered a retreat without hesitation and ordered the passages and facilities along the way to prevent the imperial army from pursuing.
"Zod..."
Oscar's entire world is now like a collapse. Although all the fighting brothers are blood relatives, they were brothers before the transformation, and the pain of losing each other was more cruel than anyone else.
He struggled to stand up, but his eyes were blurred, and then he fell to the ground softly.
After fumbled for a while, Oscar struggled to climb towards his brother's falling head.
Gradually, his vision recovered, however-
"Zod...no...no...huh?"
After exploring for a long time, Oscar did not find Zod's head. He looked left and right, flipping the corpses and debris on the ground but did not find it.
When he looked at Zod's body, he almost screamed.
Zod's head ran back to his body at some point. If it weren't for witnessing it with his own eyes, Oscar almost thought he was in hallucination.
And what's even more incredible is that Zod's head seems to be swaying slightly from left to right.
"this--"
Oscar supported himself with his sword and stood up. At this time, the end of the battle was still going on. Some of the imperial troops had already pursued the escaped enemies, while Falzad was summoning the company's people.
"Zod——"
Oscar ran over with difficulty, knelt beside Zod, and found that the other party was indeed alive, so he quickly took off Zod's helmet.
At this time, Zod's face was covered with blue-gray veins. Oscar knew that this was the manifestation of using gray graft, and a thin silver thread was flashing around Zod's neck.
"Ahem."
Suddenly, Zod coughed twice and opened his eyes. His eyes were as dark as the void at this moment, but soon returned to their original appearance.
"Ah, brother, I... the heretic who killed the gods could not kill with one sword. It's so dangerous. My head... I almost slashed him... Did I get knocked out? My throat hurts so hard... I want to have some drinks... or have a can of red ant cow..."
Oscar, who was covered in cold sweat, wanted to tell the other party that your head had been cut off.
Then Oscar looked around, and no one should have noticed it. Maybe there were some before, but not many...
"Grey marrow, Zod, when did you transplant?"
"Before the expedition...but it has not taken effect. I thought I had failed and I was too lazy to tell you."
"Um."
Oscar frowned and helped Zod up, but the other party twisted his neck. At this time, the silver thread had disappeared, leaving only a shallow white seal.
Zod touched his neck, then touched his armor. The originally smooth edge turned into jagged shape, as if something had swept violently here.
"Hmm? Why do I seem to have been cut by something in this position? Didn't I be knocked unconscious by the head? How do I feel..."
Then he noticed Oscar's weird expression.
"What's wrong with you? Why is it like someone died..."
"Zod, you...really lost...conscious just now?"
"Or else do you think I'm sleeping while lying down? This place doesn't look like a beach, right?"
Suddenly, Zod's expression froze. He recalled that it seemed that the Chaos Champion's axe seemed to have indeed passed by him.
Zod's eyes widened and was about to speak, when Oscar suddenly raised a finger to signal the other party to silence.
The two young combat nuns came over and seemed to notice that the two were always in place, thinking they were in trouble or were seriously injured.
"Two, do you need help?"
Oscar shook his head.
"It's okay, it's okay."
Then he helped Zod stand up, and the two nuns nodded and turned away. At this time, Zod whispered:
"what happened?"
Oscar shook his head.
"I don't know, but I guess it may be related to grey graft. I was able to use grey graft suddenly just now, and I also sensed similar situations on many brothers. You may also guess that the situation on your body is not an exception."
Realizing that he had been resurrected once, Zod's expression was very strange.
"Oh my God, if you tell this, it may turn into a heresy... Maybe others will think I'm possessed by a demon."
"So be careful in your words and actions."
"Ah, I suddenly realized why our past legion was called the Immortal Army..."
"Okay, stop talking, let's talk about anything when you go back."
At this time, the two met three other people in the company, one of whom was also supported by someone. He could see a large area of ​​tearing and damage on his chest and abdomen, and there was also a through-broken opening. Generally, the body under the power armor would not be much better in this case.
But this guy had nothing to do except be pale. The five people looked at me and I looked at you. One of them spoke first.
"Oscar, have you met..."
Oscar reached out and gestured at Zod's neck. The other party immediately stopped what he wanted to say, and then pointed to the one beside him.
"So too, Venal, he had...in two pieces before."
"Have you been seen by others?"
"Maybe...shouldn't be? I'm not sure, the battlefield is very chaotic, you know."
Oscar shook his head and signaled that the other party not to say much. Then he came to Falzad. The other party was shocked when counting the number of casualties. Ten soldiers who had been marked as dead were inexplicably resurrected during the post-war statistics.
After Oscar's explanation, Falzade immediately counted again and found that the resurrected warriors had indeed transplanted grey pulp, which means that this was another use that they did not know about grey pulp, and then something even more amazing came to the surface.
During the entire battle, 26 soldiers of the entire third company awakened the gray graft. The time they implanted was inconsistent, but most of them had no effect. They were still in the "observation period", but they woke up collectively in a unified time. This matter was obviously strange.
Moreover, Falzade was not sure if any outsiders noticed these abnormalities. After all, many non-Satellite Marine personnel intervened in this battle, so no one could see anything.
In the end, he could only order the Third Company to stop all the battle first, arrange for the pharmacist to restrain the dead soldiers, recover their genetic seeds, and then report the matter to Soshiyan. It depends on what the superiors said.
Although a certain proportion of the fallen soldiers were "resurrected", the Third Company still suffered heavy casualties in this defensive battle. 19 soldiers were killed and 2 others were seriously injured so that they could only enter the Fearless Mecha.
However, they also successfully blocked the last and most fierce attack launched by the Red Pirates, and then the Red Pirates began to retreat from Star Fort.
Chapter completed!