Only after getting rid of this creature from the Shadow World did Blaise and the others breathe a sigh of relief.
It is very difficult for them to kill the magic master in their current state. Even though it only takes a few strikes, the energy consumed is enormous.
Moreover, his own magic power is a non-renewable resource. In order to avoid insufficient attack power, he used up all his magic power. The 8 people who participated in the attack had used up more than half of their magic power.
"We are lucky to be able to kill it at such a low cost."
Brown took a few deep breaths, releasing all the pressure he had been feeling.
"McGee, how are you?"
"Minor injury!"
The latter glanced at his right arm. The remaining magic power in his body had helped to block the artery, and the power of the Flower of Life formed a thin film on the gap.
"I can't stay here any longer."
Although somewhat reluctant, Blaise decisively issued the evacuation order.
The sixteen people could only bow solemnly towards the city center and bid their final farewell to the guardian of the secret realm.
It’s not that they don’t want to continue their advance, but they no longer have the energy to do so, and they need to be careful when leaving the city.
Seeds appeared in everyone's hands.
In Blaise's hand was a seed of the voice-transmitting flower, which transmitted information with his mind, reporting that a magical creature had appeared and that it was a creature from the shadow world.
The other reserve knights used their remaining magic power to slightly stimulate the seeds, and the magic seeds in their hands immediately sprouted and jumped out of their hands like fleas.
They each found a monster's corpse and crawled in.
"This scene is really chilling. Fortunately, we are on this side! Let's go!"
Brush~brush~brush~
As soon as all the seeds were out of their hands and the order was given, the sixteen people evacuated quickly.
On the corpses of the monsters, the roots of the seeds stretched out one by one, and branches grew within a few seconds. When the corpses shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, the demonic plants with bared fangs and claws had already covered an area of more than ten square meters.
What was most lacking around now was corpses. After a few minutes of neglect, the two blocks were directly shrouded in a large dark green shadow.
This not only covers the ground, but the scale of the underground is even more developed than the ground.
Another group of alien creatures appeared nearby. Although they were very alert to the strange green color, they did not expect that the roots underground had already advanced to a farther distance in the soil.
“Puff”, “Puff”, “Puff”…
Be it the concrete floor or the soil in the green belt, all were pierced by the roots, and even the monsters above were wrapped up or pierced through before they could react.
The blood could not remain at all and was all absorbed by the roots.
Dozens of seeds continuously transport nutrients to the center where they first germinate, where vegetation grows in a tree-like shape.
The big tree formed by vines has a dense crown, and a flower bud is growing bigger at the top.
About ten minutes after Blaise and the others ran away, the huge flower bloomed and a strange fragrance drifted in all directions.
All kinds of monsters from other worlds who smelled the fragrance were involuntarily attracted by the aroma and headed in that direction. Even some magical creatures wanted to get closer to see what was going on, even though they knew that the fragrance was problematic.
The biggest function of this strange flower is to help attract attention. The fragrance spreads over a very long distance and at a very fast speed, and the scent lasts for a long time.
At least it can help Blaise and the others divert a great deal of attention, and perhaps it can also help other survivors, if there are other survivors.
The long night was about to end, and Blaise and his companions continued to break out from a position close to the center.
“Boom~” “Boom~”
Two grenades exploded in the distance. A reservist shook his hands, pulled the rings of the remaining three grenades in his hand, and threw them out like cannonballs.
“Boom~” “Boom~” “Boom~”
After the explosion, a dozen injured people quickened their pace again.
The extent of contact with the city of San Francisco and its surrounding areas is constantly expanding, creating the illusion that the road to breakout will never end.
No matter how hard we advanced, no matter how many we killed, there were always monsters ahead, and we could never see a safe place.
They have long since left the city, and although houses occasionally appear, they are now in the suburbs of San Francisco or farther away.
A reservist jumped onto a special indentation in the ground, which was a fairly regular mark of being crushed by a heavy object.
"The mobile armed defense station...has been dismantled. They are not that stupid!"
"Don't underestimate those generals. They are indeed not as strong as us, but in terms of strategic vision and judgment, we are more than one level behind them."
This trace was obviously the earliest defense circle that was to be set up, but after discovering that the contact point had spread, they immediately ordered the dismantling of the military station and evacuation.
"There aren't many shell casings on the ground. They must have evacuated immediately after discovering the situation to avoid being surrounded by the defense circle. The commander is a real character!"
Blaise made his judgment.
This brief stop lasted less than a minute, and various monsters appeared in sight again, including some strange-looking monsters that emitted the stench of corpses.
"Ghouls...what kind of world is on the other side?"
"Keep going, no rest!"
Their speed has been slowed down again and again due to the decline in physical strength and the increase in the number of monsters.
The magic steel weapon in his hand was swung again, and the magic steel hand cannon was reloaded again.
…
The sky had already brightened, and five helicopters in the air were carefully circling around the outskirts of the city, maintaining visual range.
One of the pilots noticed some intermittent spots of light on the radar scanning screen, and then used ultra-short wave radio communications to repeatedly issue warning notices to other aircraft.
In the case of a straight line in the air, ultra-short wave communication can still play a certain role.
"Pay attention to the coordinate direction of XXX.XXX, suspected aerial target."
Dozens of seconds later, seven or eight four-winged strange birds, slightly larger than helicopters, flew closer and closer.
"唳~~~~~"
The sharp sound made the soldiers in the helicopter frown. The headphones have good noise reduction performance. If they heard it directly with their naked ears, their eardrums would probably feel uncomfortable.
"C-shaped formation, machine guns fire!"
After repeating the command three times, all helicopters were instructed to turn their noses.
“Thump, thump, thump…” “Thump, thump, thump…”
…
The 20mm rapid-fire cannon spewed out long tongues of fire, and a few bullets plus a tracer bullet made the five planes look like they were shooting out five long whips of light.
“Puff”, “Puff”, “Puff”, “Puff”…
The first four were torn into pieces by the huge kinetic energy of the machine gun in a short period of time, and the other four scattered to both sides in panic.
There were continuous sounds of "bang bang bang bang..." and the bullet light really caught up with the target in an arc like a long whip. After four or five seconds of concentrated fire, the remaining four were sent back to the ground.
Attacking in this way while the helicopter is in hovering state gives the pilot an unrealistic feeling of playing an FPS shooting game.
The people on the plane were thousands of meters in the air, looking down at the city of San Francisco in the distance. There was no sound of gunfire or fire, only some black spots of monsters.
"When I came here two weeks ago, it was still a bustling city down there."
A soldier sighed.
At this time, a light spot appeared on the radar again. The pilot checked the remaining ammunition of the onboard weapons and chose to notify the formation to evacuate.
It was more than ten minutes after the helicopter left that Blaise and his team arrived at an unknown place on the ground.
"These winged creatures are still not cold yet. They must have been shot down by military aircraft."
“Hiss… huh…”
After Blaise examined the body, he sat down on it.
"If we could come earlier, maybe we could get them to take us a ride..."
McGee said with some regret.
"Haha, don't be silly, they won't land in a place like this."
This place should have been rather desolate, but at this moment it was like a not-so-dense forest. Nature's madness during this period made it full of green.
The three reservists jumped onto a nearby tree, picked some tempting-looking fruits, and threw them to their tired companions.
By now it was daybreak, apart from the previous encounter with the Shadow World creatures, they had escaped death twice and lost three of their companions.
Now the remaining thirteen people are all injured.
The flower of life is still there, but these "minor injuries" are not worth wasting. As for the red fruit used to replenish physical strength, it has been consumed long ago.
However, at this location, we have basically left the most dangerous area, and the density of monsters is obviously lower.
The picked fruits can only provide limited replenishment, as the huge crisis encountered before has drained many people's physical strength, but it is enough to quench thirst.
The feeling of moisture moistening the mouth was so comfortable that Blaise relaxed for a moment, but by the time he felt the mental pain, it was already too late.
There were some double images and confusion in my eyes. The colors of several trees and the soil around me were changing. They were all fake.
Hallucination ability?
He saw McGee roaring wildly and throwing his weapons, and saw several of his companions kneeling on the ground helplessly, and he also saw several people taking out explosives.
"Boom~"
There was an explosion in the wooded area, the impact knocking down a circle of trees and lifting up an area of ground.
…
When Blaise woke up, he felt a sharp pain on the left side of his body, while the right side was numb.
He could feel someone running wildly with him on his back. In his weakened state, he could barely sense that there were at most three other people around him.
The midday sun was nothing like that in early spring. It seemed scorching, as if the sun was struggling to release its light to help the world resist the darkness.
Neil and Oliver insisted on staying in the established defensive line and were unwilling to retreat to the civilian settlement.
So much time has passed and Blaise has not come out yet. They can only comfort themselves that maybe he has broken through in another direction.
Before lunch, they received a notice, and the two of them put down their tableware and rushed out with the soldiers.
Saw five members of the Dawn team in the temporary hospital in the camp.
They were all lying in the hospital bed, and the doctors were treating their injuries urgently.
Half of Blaise's body was as horrible as a rag doll. The doctor who was operating on him had trembling hands and was replaced by an old doctor who came over.
The injuries of these people are more serious than each other. If it were an ordinary person, he would have died eight hundred times already.
Several nurses tried to take their weapons away, but found that they could not pry open their hands that were tightly holding the weapons.
In fact, even if they could pry it apart, they couldn't lift it.
The operating room was surrounded by waves of soldiers who had withdrawn from the city previously. No one spoke, they just waited quietly.
About an hour and a half later, several members of Dawn arrived at the defense line and took away the five dying people and Olive and her son.
…
The 19th Organization Department Center in Los Angeles, USA.
Baru, who was sitting at his desk, kneaded the lighter in his hand into a metal ball like kneading mud.
"Sir, I want to go to San Francisco!"
A seed of the talking flower withered automatically in the palm of his hand. About half a minute later, the phone on his desk rang twice and then stopped.
There was no expression on his face, but his body, stronger and more muscular than a brown bear, stood up from his seat in the office.
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