Meanwhile, on the other side.

Among the remnants of the city guard knights, who numbered more than a hundred people, Ji Yue was half-leaning against the ruins of a wall to rest.

She had the highest score among the six players, and was the player who finally took over control of the team after the death of a captain and three lieutenants.

And all of this was achieved by her leading this group of defeated soldiers step by step.

From the fall of the outer city wall, to the street fighting, to the failed attempt to rescue the inner city, in four whole days, she could no longer remember how many people she had killed and how many battles she had experienced.

The inner and outer cities, which should have been walked through in one day, had taken four days and still were not reached. This alone showed how brutal the battle was along the way.

Gasmera, which was once surrounded by mountains and rivers, is now in ruins. Countless believers of "Chaos" are rampant, making this land, which should have echoed with the voice of truth, sing sad cries.

"When the death knell tolls, cry out loudly."

The wailing had already begun, and now Ji Yue just hoped that she would not be the next to hear the sound.

Just now, the team encountered another wave of killing-crazy Deathstroke Knights.

Although they were few in number, they were all good at fighting, which made the already struggling remnant army even more exhausted.

Except for the scattered whistles, everyone collapsed in the ruins, trying their best to recover their physical strength, greedily "enjoying" this rare truce time.

Not long after, a soldier with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a full beard quietly crawled over along the broken wall. He looked at Ji Yue who was taking a nap with his eyes closed, and took out a...

A dagger.

He moved the tip of the blade gently to Ji Yue's chest.

However, just as the sharp dagger with a cold glow was about to pierce his flesh, the scholar who was about to score 2600 points suddenly opened his eyes.

She just raised her right hand slightly, and moved the dagger that was supposed to stab into her chest into the unknown void!

Emptiness, and emptiness again!

The scholars in the Department of Void Matter and Energy are the ones who understand the void best in the entire Tower of Matter and Physics, so most of their talents are related to the void.

The warrior holding the dagger was not surprised. He neither retreated nor explained. Instead, he stood quietly where he was, slowly looking at Ji Yue with a pair of meaningful eyes.

Ji Yue glanced at him coldly and said sarcastically:

"Griffith, the prerequisite for treating others without causing misunderstanding is to notify them in advance.

Using a dagger secretly is not a good option for the supervisor.

If you weren't the only priest in the team, I'd be more inclined to think that you were trying to get rid of me and take my place.

Tell me, did you kill Captain Griff? When did you become his man? "

The "He" here naturally refers to the "chaos" that caused all this.

That’s right, this burly man with thick eyebrows and big eyes is the team’s quartermaster, Griffith, whom Fang Shiqing mentioned just now. He is also one of the few comrades who has fought side by side with them for four days and four nights and is still alive.

Griffith grinned self-deprecatingly and said in a low voice:

“I have never wanted to be His follower more than I do today.

But the truth tells me that chaos is not civilization."

Ji Yue moved his arm away and sneered:

“You are just a captive of the Truth, He doesn’t think highly of you.

Besides, when did the believers of [War] become so sentimental?

What are you doing here? If you have something to say, just say it. "

"You are too tired, you need treatment." Griffith stared into Ji Yue's eyes and said word by word.

"There are many people who need treatment more than I do. Akkad is still lying on a stretcher. If you have enough mental energy, you can go and take care of him.

Putting a combat expert on the front line will be far more helpful than alleviating my fatigue."

"Yue, he is far less important than you." Griffith grabbed Ji Yue's hand, his expression becoming affectionate, "My energy is limited. Apart from you, I can't care about anyone else."

Seeing Griffith's reckless behavior and direct gesture, the beautiful player in tight-fitting wizard clothes and long silver-gray hair smiled.

This smile was like a touch of wine red painted on the black and white paper.

But the wine-red color on her lips did not come from lipstick, but from the blood of the enemy.

“You sneaked up on me just to say this?

Mr. Quartermaster, is the little energy you have left going to picking up girls?

That's really interesting, what, you want to sleep with me?"

"......"

Griffith was stunned.

He did have this idea. After all, as a believer in "war", he always needs to vent his frustration and depression.

But when he heard Ji Yue's words were more direct than his own, he hesitated and was unable to continue.

It seems not so good to say "yes" or "no" at this time.

"very good!

Thank you for thinking of sleeping with me during the chaos."

Ji Yue stood up and hid her body under the shadow of a stone pillar that had not fallen. She looked down coldly at Griffith who was looking up at her. Her voice was as cold as a strong wind blowing off a glacier, biting and icy.

“This is the last time, Griffith.

Remember, it is your priesthood that saves you.”

But at this moment, it was time for the sentry to rotate.

The fire bearers led Cheng Shi back carefully along the ruins trench. The first words they said when they entered the camp were:

"We met a Cavaliers chaplain who was out of combat. Ji Yue, where are you?"

"?"

As soon as he heard Fang Shiqing's voice, Ji Yue quietly summoned back the dagger that he had thrown into the void, and the dagger appeared in front of Griffith's chest, in exactly the same position as when he had just "assassinated" himself.

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