Nobody's an idiot; Mephistopheles's strong reaction before was probably not without reason.
Even intuition without any reason should be clearly explained!
After all, Anthony knew a woman with very accurate intuition, and he knew very well that sixth sense was often unexpectedly useful.
("good.")
good.
Having received Andrew's reply, Anthony took a slight breath and raised his hand towards the retreating figure ahead:
“Mephisto, I said…”
But before he could finish speaking, Mephistopheles suddenly stopped, leaving Anthony's words stuck in his throat.
!
!
"……What's wrong?"
Receiving no reply, Anthony frowned as he looked at Mephisto's retreating figure, a surge of anger rising within him.
Refusing to communicate with comrades during combat is a very bad sign.
"you……"
At this moment, Mephistopheles spoke for the first time after a long silence:
"We've arrived."
"We've arrived? You mean we've reached Outpost Number Three?"
"Yes, and unfortunately..."
The indifferent voice sounded even colder than before, and just hearing it made Anthony feel uneasy.
what happened?
"We're too late."
!
?
Clang...
Gripping his spear tightly, Ning Feng turned slightly to look at his three companions behind him and spoke softly:
"Take up your weapons and prepare for battle."
His words were halting, not for any other reason than to suppress the murderous intent that was about to break free of his control.
He said:
"Fight against the enemy who killed our comrades!"
Kill them!
To avenge my comrades!
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