◎The fate is in the hands of one person◎
Bullets swept out in an instant, creating huge waves.
There were bursts of roars in my ears at the same time.
Leng Bingshuang squatted on the ground in despair, holding her head with both hands, biting her lower lip in fear and helplessness.
Xin Zexi was seriously injured, and the health bar above his head was almost at the bottom. She was a mage and had no healing skills. Seeing his breath getting weaker and weaker, the alien's gun slowly aimed at her forehead.
The despair of impending death spread throughout my body.
Bang!
She closed her eyes.
"If you don't want to die, get up and fight."
Unexpectedly, the feeling of death did not come over her, but she heard voices instead?
Leng Bingshuang opened her eyes and saw a girl wearing a golden cloak.
"Is it you...?" The hope in his eyes flared up and then faded.
Xia Li didn't have time to chat freely with the other party. Seeing Xin Zexi lying unconscious on the ground, she snapped her fingers. Behind her, the goblin Antoine hurried up and asked, "Any instructions?"
After seeing her use a strange yet extremely powerful skill to reverse the situation ten minutes ago, Antoine had to nod and admit that this human race was very strong.
Not only is he very strong, he also saved his and the clan leader's lives without any prior grudges.
This favor was so great that he could never repay it in his lifetime, so he secretly made up his mind that if Antoine was needed in the future, he would do his best!
Xia Li looked at Antoine, who had become extremely respectful. "Can you gather some goblins who can heal me? My friend is dying from blood loss."
friend?
Leng Bingshuang raised her tearful eyes and looked at Xia Li: "Don't you hate me very much?"
"How do you know I hate you?" she asked.
"Your hatred for me and Dark Storm is written all over you!"
"Maybe you misunderstood." Xia Li was not angry, she just thought the person in front of her was a little funny.
She definitely couldn't say she liked Dark Storm, but even if she hated it, she wasn't that bored.
As for Leng Bingshuang, the daughter of a wealthy family, she only regarded her as a greenhouse flower with long hair, little knowledge and no experience of hardships.
Is it worth hating a little flower?
Of course not.
Leng Bingshuang saw a hint of indifference in her eyes. She had always been arrogant, but today was the first time that she was ignored by others.
She was a little unhappy, but couldn't find a suitable reason to refute.
Antoine's special skill of calling upon hundreds of people was very effective. At his call, a large group of little goblins crawled out from underground, surrounded Xin Zexi, and began to apply medicine and bandage him.
The blood bar above Xin Zexi's head was visibly rising.
At the same time, a violent tremor was heard outside the encirclement.
Leng Bingshuang's face couldn't help but shudder: "The alien is here again!"
The fear of being pointed at by countless guns rushed to her head again, and she almost subconsciously hid behind Xia Li.
The gradually approaching aliens shrunk the encirclement smaller and smaller, and the oppressive feeling of death became more and more suffocating.
Leng Bingshuang grabbed the corner of Xia Li's clothes tightly, but the latter stood there calmly as if nothing had happened.
Then she saw her take out a skill book.
The cover of the book glowed, and green threads flew out of it. Five aliens were entangled by the green threads and instantly changed sides. They raised the guns in their tentacles and turned to face their own kind.
There was a crackling sound and continuous gunfire.
The screams of the aliens echoed in the forest, fires burned, and twisted bodies melted in the flames.
Leng Bingshuang opened her mouth halfway, unable to believe what she saw.
The alchemist was moving around like the wind, with no pattern to follow. He kept waving his bloody gloves, and black smoke exploded all around. The aliens that were not dissolved by the flames were all blown to pieces, and gun barrels and corpses were scattered all over the ground.
I knew she was very strong, but I didn't expect her to be this strong. She was obviously just an alchemist, but she played like a combination of a thief and a mage. Not only was she fast, but her attack power was also so strong that the aliens could be killed with every move.
It's simply... a monster in another sense!
Leng Bingshuang was deeply shocked.
She lowered her head, looking at her luxurious equipment. At that moment, she finally understood why others always called her a vase. Even if she piled up all the equipment and weapons, she knew she was no match for the person in front of her.
In just half an hour, a lot of alien monsters landed on the Evil Tooth Coast. They twisted their disgusting bodies and raised the gun barrels in their tentacles. Bullets swept across and gravel broke apart. The players who originally planned to escape to the Saye Continent by crossing the sea were dumbfounded.
With such fierce artillery fire, even if they were wearing precious armor, they would not be able to withstand a few volleys of bullets.
Are you just going to give up like this?
They had finally escaped the royal city, crossed the ring mountain, and climbed up the Nigar Plateau. They had trekked through mountains and rivers to get here. How could they be willing to go back?
What's more, they have no way out.
Behind him, in the dense jungle connected to the Nigar Highlands, a row of guys waving tentacles were approaching.
There are pursuers behind and tigers ahead, hesitation will only lead to defeat.
Someone in the crowd shouted loudly, and the desire to survive suddenly rushed to people's heads. Some people broke through with shields, while others attacked with swords. The screams were endless, and blood was spilled on the shore. It was shocking at first glance.
Players' IDs were constantly being erased from the game list. Those who had left their footprints on the Shia continent had used their supreme courage to prove to the world that humans were by no means cowards.
The Evil Tooth Sea was dyed red with blood, and looked particularly solemn under the setting sun.
On the other side of the coast - the Saya continent - is also experiencing a long-planned assassination.
The exit of the narrow canyon was blocked by rocks. The two orcs who were leading the way cried out in alarm and quickly turned back.
"Report to Saye, the exit ahead is blocked by rocks."
The man on the warhorse was furious: "Rocks? How is that possible!"
Although this area is a canyon, the geology is extremely hard. Over the past few hundred years, except for a few thunderstorms that shook the rocks on the edge of the cliff, there were no so-called rocks blocking the road.
Unless there is an ambush!
"Back..."
Before he could utter the last word "retreat", he heard two whooshing sounds above his head.
An arrow pierced an orc's heart with unstoppable force.
The orc wailed and lay down on the pile of rocks, covering his wound.
The other arrow missed the target slightly, narrowly missing Saye's ear.
Saye raised his head angrily and stared in the direction where the arrow came from. With such high archery skills, he could even list the people who attacked him with his eyes closed.
But he never expected that the person who dared to shoot an arrow at him was Collins, who was usually taciturn and never disobeyed him.
The figure stood upright on the edge of the cliff, with a cloak draped over his body. As the breeze blew from the cliff, the handsome and cold face underneath was revealed.
"Collins, you're rebelling."
"You want the succession, don't you?"
Candidates attacking incumbents was not uncommon among the demons, much like the struggles for power among humans. Although Collins's actions surprised him and even initially intimidated him, he soon became certain that the other party would be suppressed by his supreme authority.
A greenhorn dares to try to intercept him here?
"Tulu, Gas, catch him."
He doesn't need to do anything, his guards will eliminate the rebels for him.
However.
The two guards stood there, motionless.
"Tulu, Gas! What are you two doing!?"
The voice echoed back and forth in the empty canyon.
Alarm bells rang in Saye's heart. He kicked the horse's belly with both feet and pulled the reins to turn the horse's head.
Collins stood there calmly, bow in hand, arrow on the string, his thin, sharp lips moving up and down: "Winry, keep controlling it."
Behind him, Winry waved the metal staff.
Countless skills flew out like ribbons, nailing the guards around Saye firmly in place.
And the arrow on his string followed.
"ah!"
The long arrow pierced the person on horseback. The horse was frightened and its hooves flew wildly. Saye screamed and rolled to the ground.
The gravel on the ground was as hard as a knife, and he grimaced in pain. "You're just like that restless woman! You pretend to be obedient on the surface, but you're actually a traitor at heart!"
Collins said nothing, but leaped.
He was light and landed almost silently. After he stood firm, he took a few steps towards Saye, then lowered his eyes slightly and stared at this war machine who was determined to annex the Shia continent and thus created a deception to push the new generation of demon compatriots into the battlefield of hatred.
But at this moment, it is like an eagle with a broken wing, and its glory is gone.
Seeing that he didn't respond, Saye turned his gaze to Wen Li on the cliff. Although his eyes were full of disbelief, he still lowered his voice and threatened in the tone of a superior: "Wen Li, you don't even listen to me, right?"
Wen Li pursed her lips tightly and took a small step back.
"Don't be afraid, we are here with you."
A pair of hands gently patted her right shoulder.
She turned around and forced a smile towards Dog, Arthur, and Bank behind her: "Yeah, I know. But I'm still a little scared."
Of course she was scared.
Not only scared, but also extremely nervous.
Because she and her companions behind her have put the fate of the entire demon clan in the hands of Collins alone.
Let’s go back to a few months ago.
Ever since I followed Dog to rescue Collins from the Royal City Prison, some strange thoughts have come to my mind.
Wen Li was very frightened and couldn't sleep after returning to the Saya continent.
She put on her windbreaker, locked the door, walked across an alley, and knocked on Arthur and Bank's doors.
Like her, the two young men had a sleepless night.
"Tell me the truth, what are you two thinking about?" Wen Li rushed into the house without any hesitation, sat on the edge of the warm bed, and asked.
Arthur looked at Bank, then at Winry, his gaze shifting several times before finally landing on Winry's face again.
"I was thinking about our past," he said.
"What about you, Bank?" Winry looked at Bank with burning eyes.
Bank pursed his lips and said slowly: "I have the same idea as Arthur."
call--
Wen Li finally breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that she was not the only one with strange thoughts.
The three young men sat in the dimly lit room, and the atmosphere was exceptionally quiet.
"Actually... I had a dream a few days ago." The overly quiet environment made Arthur uncomfortable. After hesitating for a while, he finally spoke.
"What dream?" Wen Li asked.
"I dreamed I was a baby," Arthur said, his throat dry as he drank a glass of cold water. "My mother put me to bed and fed me, while my father chopped wood in the yard. Everything was harmonious until the dream suddenly changed. A group of soldiers rushed into the house and took my father away. My mother was dragged into the kitchen next door, crying and screaming. I hid under the bed and escaped."
"And then?" Wen Li's palms were sweaty. She wiped them on her trouser legs and continued asking.
"That's all." Arthur shrugged with a complicated expression. "I used to think of this as a story, but after returning from the Xia continent, I suddenly felt that this dream was very real, as if..."
"It's as if it happened to me before." Bank replied suddenly.
Arthur and Winry were both startled.
"I had a similar dream, too." Bank glanced at Arthur and Winry. "But in the dream, I was already school-age. I went home and asked my father a question: Can demons and humans reconcile? The next day, my father and I were captured. Later, I was released, but my father never returned."
Wen Li kept wiping her palms until her trouser legs were soaked with cold sweat, then she gave up trembling and continued wiping.
She swallowed and said, "I, I also dreamed that my father was taken away..."
The room was silent, and memories were like irons pressing down on their hearts.
The three young men stared at each other until the strings in their hearts completely broke.
This is not a dream at all!
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