A deep-sea fishman, with the help of Kakai's blood clot, pounced forward and hit the dragon knight's armor with great force, actually blowing the man, dragon and armor away.
It slammed heavily onto the city wall—amidst the flying stone chips, the blood coughed up by the dragon knight dyed the emblem on his chest red, and the pupils of all the soldiers on the scene shrank suddenly.
The dragon knight was actually severely injured by a single blow? This realization pierced everyone's heart like an icicle.
Martin's knuckles turned white as he gripped the magic mirror. The ferocious face of the fishman and the falling dragon knight in the mirror intertwined, making him breathless.
"System! Treat the dragon knight quickly."
There was a dead silence in my mind.
After calling out several times without success, he suddenly tried to open the system panel, and the interface finally popped up.
But a line of unfamiliar text popped up, accompanied by a mechanical prompt: "Master, the subsystem is dedicated to your service. Please sign a soul contract, and I will serve you as my master."
"What happened? Where's the main system?"
Martin's voice was filled with an unconcealable urgency, but no matter how he pressed the issue, the mechanical voice just repeated the contract request.
The fighting on the city wall became more and more brutal, and the roar of the murlocs breaking through the defense line was so close that he had no time to hesitate.
He gritted his teeth and branded a soul mark on the contract, and the interface refreshed instantly.
A line of scribbled words emerged—a mark hastily left by the main system: "Encountered plunder by an unknown entity, mission determined to have failed, emergency evacuation. Subsystems retained to maintain basic functions."
"Mission? What mission?" Martin's heart trembled. He asked the subsystem, but received only a cold response: "There is no relevant record in the database."
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