There wasn't a huge difference in the face beneath the mask.
Like his body, he appeared withered, thin, and old...
However, judging from his eyebrows and eyes, one can still see some of the sharp features he had when he was young, suggesting he was a handsome man.
But it was this seemingly ordinary old man's face that made Jiang Wan stand frozen in place.
Stiff.
Upon seeing that face that was both strange and familiar, Jiang Wan could only stand frozen in place, unable to make any other reaction.
She stared at that face, her lips twitching slightly several times, but she didn't say anything.
Is this true?
Is this a dream?
Or are they just people who look alike?
What on earth happened?!
"you……"
Before she could ask a question, Yun Shuchang rushed over, grabbed her around the waist, and dragged her to Margaret's side.
"The mission failed, but you still have a chance to leave."
Margaret licked the blood from the corner of her mouth. Without the slightest hesitation, she recklessly burned the red dragon blood within her at this moment.
Its muscles became more developed, and it grew upright like a reptile. Its pupils shrank even more, revealing a dangerous glint.
This technique, which stimulates the potential of one's own bloodline, is called a forbidden art. Although it can unleash powerful energy in a very short time, the side effects are extremely obvious.
At best, it will severely injure you and reduce your potential; at worst, it will deplete your bloodline power and directly endanger your life.
The consequences of these technologies are clear, involving lives and future potential, and no one would attempt them lightly unless absolutely necessary.
But Margaret knew very well that now was the last resort.
"Go! Shuchang, you take Jiang Wan and go! Go and meet up with Xiaoyu, then retreat immediately!"
"This is an order."
She didn't understand why only her squad had been assigned this mission, nor did she understand why no support had arrived yet.
But she understood one thing...
If they don't use it now, they won't even have the slightest chance of survival!
Yun Shuchang instinctively wanted to refuse, but she swallowed her words after seeing that Margaret had already made her move.
There was no melodramatic scene of "No, I have to stay and stay with you!" leading to their mutual demise. Yun Shuchang nodded with difficulty and said in a hoarse voice:
"Understood... Captain, you must hold on, I will get reinforcements."
Then, she forced a smile and said, trying to sound cheerful:
"You have to hang in there, I'll introduce you to men later."
With that, she dragged Jiang Wan straight out of the church.
"A woman who only talks the talk."
A smile crept across her tightly clenched lips. Margaret, remaining where she was, muttered something under her breath in Russian, then laughed and scolded:
"You should mind your own business! It's not like you have a boyfriend!"
She laughed fearlessly, and she couldn't help but think of what Yun Shuchang had said.
A man?
They're about the same age, so this doesn't seem like something we can't rule out.
if……
If I still have a future.
Clang!
Flames erupted from the giant axe as Margaret charged toward the priest in the distance!
Throughout this process, Jiang Wan remained in a dazed state, straining her eyes to look at the figure standing there.
Jiang Wan couldn't hear any other sounds from the outside world and kept a close eye on the other party's every move.
She wanted an answer.
The moment the mask shattered, the fallen angel's movements ceased, and the headless angels he controlled fell from the sky.
Without stopping the three of them from their little actions, the priest stretched out his blood-stained fingers and gently touched his cheek before slowly turning his head away.
His gaze passed over Margaret, who was charging like a tyrannical dragon, and landed on Jiang Wan, whose expression had collapsed.
!!
His lips, covered in cracked wounds, curled up, dark blood seeping from the splits, and he gave a strange, intriguing smile.
He said:
"haven't seen you for a long time……"
"My child."
These words completely extinguished any remaining hope Jiang Wan had.
It really is that person.
At the same moment, an illusory door appeared at the church entrance, shutting everything inside!
...
...
Seeing that the various indicators had stabilized, Lu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at his wife who was deep in thought, and asked softly:
"What's wrong?"
"Hmm? Oh, it's nothing."
Chai Ya snapped out of her reverie, looked at her husband's concerned gaze, and shook her head apologetically.
"It's nothing important, I just remembered some things from the past."
"Could you tell me about that matter you mentioned to Commander Yan?"
Sitting down beside him, Chai Ya gently rested her head on his shoulder and whispered:
"You really care... Yes, it is related to that matter."
Looking at Roda, who was wrapped up like a dumpling, Chai Ya sighed and said:
"As you know, I was born in Bincheng. I was an agent of the same generation as Yan Rulong. He was just a greenhorn back then, and the commander-in-chief was his teacher."
"Although saying this might be a bit of a dig at him, compared to the previous commander-in-chief, although his prestige has increased or even decreased, he still has a significant gap in strategic planning."
It wasn't intentional, but with her vice-captain suffering such a serious injury, Chai Ya couldn't help but feel a little resentful towards Bincheng's command team.
"Professor Li's forte is meticulous strategy, layer upon layer. If he were still in office, this situation would never have occurred."
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