Eberron was a little confused, she didn't know what happened.
Wasn't our original plan to come to the third post located in the center of the bloody battlefield on the front line?
Haven't we already arrived? What kind of battle?
Although Eberron has been in the frontline command center for some time, she has never really been to the frontline, and she is obviously out of touch and hesitant.
Similarly, although they still had such doubts in their hearts, Andrew and Anthony did not continue to ask questions at this moment, but showed the qualities that a qualified warrior should have.
They clenched their weapons almost instinctively. Anthony stepped forward to take over Shireen's position, while Andrew immediately stood in front of Eberron.
Blocking Eberron's sight with his generous back, Andrew entered the battle state and asked quickly in a deep voice:
"Can the quantity be determined?"
Mephisto's answer was equally short and swift, only two words.
"a lot of."
a lot of……
Haha, it’s really a very broad number!
Is it too many to count? Or has it reached a point where speaking out will make people recoil?
"Tsk, no matter which one it is, this is a very bad situation!"
Listening to Anthony's muttering softly, Andrew smiled when he knew that he and she wanted to go together, and felt a lot more relaxed.
He walked to Mephisto's left and asked:
"But at least it's manageable... right?"
Ning Feng tilted his head and looked at the two warriors who performed well. The suppressed emotions in his heart eased a little, and he nodded and said:
"Yes."
"Will you die?"
After thinking for a moment, the indifferent Mephistopheles had a strange smile in his voice:
"Probably not."
"Ah, that's enough."
Tightening the weapon in his hand, Andrew walked slowly towards him, seemingly unable to detect the nervousness of the alchemist and nodded:
"Miss Eberron's safety will be left to you first. Please be sure to wait for us in a safe place."
"Well, feel free to leave it to me."
Nodding slightly, Shirin took out two bottles of transparent potion from her pocket and warned:
"These two bottles are for you and Anthony. Drink them before the battle. It will improve your...survivability."
Special potion?
Andrew accepted it without politeness, drank his own bottle directly, and then threw the other bottle to Anthony.
"Where's Mephisto's?"
From Ning Feng?
After thinking for a moment, Shirin said ambiguously:
"His... I have already given it to him in advance."
is that so?
"Please stay safe."
Knowing that the relationship between the two was unusual, Andrew didn't ask any more questions. He just said one last word to Eberron and then turned to follow the pace of the first two people.
The three of them moved extremely fast and quickly disappeared from Eberron's sight.
Shireen walked to Eberron's side, took Eberron's hand that was a little confused, and stepped back slightly.
"Miss Alchemist, I don't understand. What happened? Could it be that the third outpost was invaded?"
Why did you suddenly become so nervous?
Didn't anything unusual happen?
"Invasion? No, it's not that simple."
Shirin shook her head and said to the somewhat silly and sweet secretary who had only knowledge but little real practical experience:
"Since the enemy has already attacked here, it will definitely not be as simple as a small-scale invasion."
After thinking about it, Shireen decided that it would be better to let Eberron see it with his own eyes.
"Well, you come with me..."
Holding Eberron's hand, Shireen did not stay in a safe position as promised to Andrew, but led her to choose another path.
Waving one hand in front of her, Shireen directly used a magic scroll to apply to Eberron's body.
[Long-lasting flight technique]
Shireen flew up with Eberron and quickly reached a height where she could clearly see the entire third outpost.
"This is!!?"
Eberron's exclamation had been expected, and Shireen was not surprised.
Shirin pointed to the broken scene below where wars had already been ignited. Her voice was calm but a little tight, and she said softly:
"Fall."
Clenching her fists, Shirin said slowly:
"The third outpost will fall soon."
…
…
In the third post, Anthony and Andrew, who were in high spirits just now, were facing a difficult decision.
Fight or retreat?
"You guys stay here and distract their attention if you can. I'll go directly to the command room to see if I can save the last few people."
Mephisto had disappeared at this moment, leaving only these words before disappearing alone.
Squinting his eyes and looking at the large and small bugs that filled the hall in front of him, Anthony felt his scalp numb.
Goo.
Swallowing his saliva, Anthony narrowed his eyes and asked in a voice as thin as a mosquito:
"He just said that we won't die...right?"
Is that what he just said!?
This isn't a fucking joke on us, is it?
With this amount, there are so many bugs!
"Trust my companion, I don't think he will lie to us about this kind of thing."
Although Andrew was also shocked by the number, he was able to maintain his apparent calm after having seen similar scenes.
"Okay, that's it anyway..."
The palm of his hand brushed the blade of the gorgeous long sword, and red fire ignited on it, and Anthony's eyes lit up with bloodshot eyes.
"Containment means attracting attention, right? Ha, I'm very good at this."
I am very attractive!
"If that's the case, then I won't care about making a big fuss!"
Roar!
Letting out a roar like a beast, Anthony jumped up high, and then fell directly into the crowd with a violent attitude.
"Go to hell! You filthy bugs!"
boom!!!
And the moment he landed, a dark figure emerged from his shadow.
The eyeless crow in the shadow clings to Anthony's back, following him like a shadow!
"Leave the back to me."
I won't let the enemy attack your back!
"I won't let you die."
Regarding his promise, Anthony's answer was:
"Hahahaha!!! Go to hell! Bugs!!!"
…
…
Ning Feng, who had abandoned Anthony and Andrew, his body was translucent, he manually avoided everyone's eyes, and rushed straight towards the command room with only a few weak breaths left.
It's stealth, but it's not stealth either.
Ning Feng chose to march in a straight line. He harvested the lives of all the enemies in front of him and marched toward the command room!
"I won't let you die..."
With madness in his eyes, Ning Feng was not just whispering to someone somewhere: