Chapter 170: "He's Dead"
[Fifth World, Eighth Day]
Under the city wall, the army was ready to go.
The sea of human heads looked like waves, and armored weapons of various shapes glowed with colorful lights in the early morning.
Everything was silent, leaving only the sound of wind and sand rubbing against the ground. It was completely different from the chaotic situation that had occurred before with the large bandit group.
There was a look of joy on everyone's face, and their eyes were brighter than before.
...It's all because of the glowing mark on their hands.
This was once the source of their hatred but could not obtain it, and also the hope they longed for.
In just one night, with the help of a simple magic circle, everyone's wishes were fulfilled.
"——Our city is in danger."
Suddenly, a loud female voice sounded from the city wall, and an inky ponytail swayed slightly in the yellow sand.
"——The puppet army and the monsters are watching us eagerly."
A girl in military uniform, holding a black knife, slowly approached on the city wall. Facing the crowd of soldiers below, she spoke in a steady voice and was not at all nervous.
“There is a world crisis ahead and we have no way to escape.”
“Everything has reached the most critical moment.
The whole army was in silence, with only the girl's loud voice remaining, like the beating of a drum before a battle.
"——However, we will not be afraid. We are no longer civilians who cannot survive, nor are we bandits who can only flee. The blades in our hands have a direction, and the hands holding the handles have strength. There is fire burning in our eyes."
"——We are no longer powerless. Our bodies are no longer weak. Our strength is traceable. We can fight for everything for ourselves..." She stretched out her hand, the back of her hand facing up, and the pattern on it shone brightly:
“And all this.”
As she spoke, she raised one hand high up, as if raising a flag:
"——will all be within reach."
…
“Swish, swish, swish—”
At this moment, countless weapons were raised high, pointed to the top, and the sharp edges were not concealed, as if they were about to pierce the sky. White light slid over the sharp corners like water, like another star on the ground.
The torrent of steel is different.
But at this moment, it surged like a tide.
The girl jumped down from the top of the city wall and stood in front of the army. The light armor on her body was glowing, and the cloak behind her fluttered in the yellow sand.
"All soldiers, listen to my orders!"
She raised the black knife and spoke in a high tone.
"--kill!"
…
“Cough, cough, cough…”
A series of coughing sounds were heard inside the tent.
The curtain door was suddenly opened, and the dusty girl quickly walked in, stretched out her hand, and held the hand of the person in the tent.
"Why does my body feel like it's made of paper?" Shan Shuang frowned and transferred the energy bit by bit.
"I didn't expect that he could be so weak." Su Mingan wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and stared at the rapidly passing barrage of comments.
Now is the time when the entire army has just set out.
Because his arrival was sudden and the plan to send troops was also sudden, the other legions were not able to assemble in time. The second commander, Dan Shuang, only led a legion from Goka City and hurried out.
It was now the afternoon of the eighth day. They had just left early in the morning and it was time to rest, so Dan Shuang set up a tent to allow him, who seemed to be in increasingly worse condition, to have a rest.
If nothing goes wrong, the Second Legion will be able to arrive next to the main army’s base tomorrow, and then wait for other legions to gather.
Su Ming'an knows nothing about military affairs and has no idea how to fight a war. He had just arrived and had no idea about the current situation of the revolutionary army. Yesterday he had been bleeding the revolutionary army to increase its strength, which resulted in him being in a very bad mood now and he had to rest for a while after walking a few steps.
He sent the revolutionary army off in such a hurry in order to test the reaction of the regular army.
He always felt that if he didn't hurry up and really waited there until the tenth day, something unpredictable would happen.
The 49.448% chance of survival, which never increased, was always like a warning bell in his mind.
Just when he decided to send the revolutionary army off, the chance of survival rose to 52%, which made him feel that his decision was correct.
In this world where the overall situation is unclear, the probability of survival is the best horizontal bar that he repeatedly tests.
"Why do you keep coughing up blood... Is this how the puppet army treats you?"
Su Mingan suddenly heard Danshuang's voice.
This heroic-looking female general was still frowning, as if she had always looked bitter and resentful since Su Ming'an saw her.
"I heard that the puppet army wanted to harm you under the pretext of some coming-of-age ceremony, but everyone has been brainwashed by that cult and thinks you are really going to ascend to heaven. If possible, I would rather not rush to send troops to launch a general attack, and let you help us improve our talents, accumulate our strength, and then annihilate that group of people in one fell swoop, which would be better," she said.
Su Mingan responded: "There is no time."
"What time?" Shan Shuang was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "It doesn't matter. We have long been prepared to sacrifice for resources. We have lived like this year after year. Even if it is delayed for a few days and a few more people die, it's no problem - everything is for the ultimate peace."
"I mean, me."
Su Ming'an loosened his hands and blew air into his palms, but he felt his mouth was cold.
The blood-red curse was still there, still deducting some blood from him from time to time, but it didn't have much of an impact. What really made him feel uneasy was this body that was getting colder and colder.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
