"Ha ha……"
Anthony pulled the gaudy longsword, now stained with a layer of multicolored blood, from the corpse and knelt on the ground, breathing heavily in pain.
"I said, is this the last one? It should be, right?"
Anthony slowly scanned his surroundings, but found nothing else that could move. He let out a deep breath.
Behind him, Andrew, who also looked exhausted, sighed helplessly.
"You've said that four times already, please shut up... I'm begging you."
Stop talking.
Every time you finish speaking, a new enemy will appear.
It always ends like this, which makes it hard for me not to overthink it!
You didn't do that on purpose, did you?
Having grasped Andrew's underlying meaning, Anthony knew that there was probably no new enemy around, so he relaxed completely.
He had been fighting at a high intensity for too long and needed time to recover.
"Pah! How can you talk like that? What does this have to do with me... cough cough cough cough."
Snap.
Overwhelmed by fatigue, the exhausted Anthony simply let go of his sword and lay down on the ground.
His chest heaved violently as he gulped in air like a fish stranded on the shore.
Anthony is very tired.
No power appears out of thin air. After using power that does not belong to one's original strength, one will naturally have to pay the corresponding price.
For Anthony at this moment, the burden he needs to bear is physical.
Fortunately, his body was strong enough that he only needed to rest for a while before he could continue fighting.
Having just recovered a little, Anthony regained his energy, glanced sideways at Andrew who was standing guard beside him, and said with a crooked mouth:
"You've been getting really arrogant lately! Believe me or not, I'll go back and have someone cause trouble for your family."
You're so arrogant, do you not know who you are?
Hearing this statement, which had the air of a spoiled brat, Andrew let out a cold laugh.
hehe.
"I hope you don't forget that my family is currently nominally under Ms. Sophie's protection?"
I think you're the one who's forgotten what your own surname is.
Upon hearing that name, Anton's mouth twisted into a grimace, and his entire demeanor reverted to its previous somber and resentful state.
"...Tsk, don't mention that awful woman, just pretend I didn't say anything! And also, how come you don't know how to joke at all! You're so boring."
Andrew, whom Anthony found extremely boring, gave a very serious reply:
"I replied like this because I knew you wouldn't actually do it, otherwise... your head would already be separated from your body."
As he spoke with a smile, there was not a trace of jest in the crow's eyes; they were full of seriousness.
Guh.
? ? ?
Swallowing hard, Anthony shifted his position uneasily, trying to get as far away as possible from the man he had just entrusted his back to.
"Hey, hey, hey, are you kidding me?"
Please tell me yes.
Raising an eyebrow, Andrew didn't approach, but thought seriously for a moment before saying:
"If you're willing to think that way, that's fine too."
What do you mean by "it can also be"?
Are all of you crazy?
Don't talk about such terrible things!
!
"Ahem... Have you noticed that these guys suddenly changed after a certain point? They became much easier to deal with, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to handle them so quickly."
Nodding, Andrew slowly approached Anthony.
"We discovered that after a certain moment, their attack methods became erratic and they went into a frenzy, even attacking each other."
After carefully considering his words, Andrew described it as follows:
"It felt like the whole group had lost control."
"Also, I regret to inform you that you cannot rest yet."
Andrew reached out his hand to Anthony, pulled him up from the ground, and said:
"We are only in the first quarter of the outpost. There are at least three times as many enemies behind us to deal with."
Without resistance, Anthony got up and entered a state of serious preparation, heading straight for the door leading to the next area.
"Okay, it seems it's not time to leave work yet."
Before reaching the keypad door, Anthony first listened intently, and unsurprisingly heard nothing. Then, while entering the keypad, he said:
"Mephisto should have succeeded by now, right?"
"I think so, but I hope he doesn't forget to give us a signal."
"Maybe he forgot? Then it seems we need to go pick him up..."
Smiling, Anthony and Andrew, who had been on guard against the approaching enemy, simultaneously froze as they pushed open the door.
The moment the door was pushed open.
They saw hell.
“!
!
"What!?"
Endless blood filled every corner of the hall.
Of those that are human, the vast majority belong to those extraordinary beings.
Mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
At the very top of the mountain of corpses, which was piled up like a small hill, stood a strange being, stained with blood and completely transformed into a blood-soaked figure.
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A new enemy!?
Just as the two were on the verge of their deaths, the figure finally noticed them and released the corpse's head from its grasp.
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