On the summit.
Trini coldly watched the events unfold below.
His expression was calm and unwavering, as if he had expected this all along.
But her clenched fists betrayed her inner thoughts.
Indeed, she hadn't expected that while she had indeed attracted human support, the scale of that support...
"It seems... the human race is very united..."
Trini murmured softly.
The blood-red bird on Trinity's shoulder had been buzzing around ever since the moment the incident occurred.
"Wow! Justice has fallen from the heavens!!!"
"Wow... what a fat rabbit! That beautiful, bloody scent... I really want to inhale it!"
"Wow... a steam airship! How did the human race develop their territory? Why is there such a huge difference between people who are also human?!"
"It's over, it's over. Those guys from beyond the Fourth Ring Road are probably going to be badly injured this time."
"I told you, you had to wait for me to count down!"
"If I had waited until the countdown started, I would have perfectly missed this blow!"
...
Let's go.
Trini interrupted the blood-red bird's chirping.
"Leave? Now?" The crimson bird was a little confused. "Aren't you going to watch the show anymore? I want to watch the show, I want to comment..."
"Enough with the probing."
Trini shook her head.
He sensed that human aura, which he would never forget, rapidly approaching.
Trini's eyes blazed with overwhelming hatred.
But it quickly receded, turning into icy cold.
"Besides, if we don't leave now..."
"It's too late..."
As he spoke.
Bang!
Trini instantly exploded into countless blood-red winged mice, which quickly flew away into the air.
"Okay, okay..."
The crimson bird, somewhat helpless, glanced longingly at the battlefield below before chasing after Trini.
Soon, it disappeared into the air.
...
A few seconds later.
Boom!!!
The summit exploded, sending debris flying everywhere.
Number 88 appeared atop the shattered peak, a slight smile playing on his lips as he meaningfully surveyed his surroundings.
"That familiar scent... my sweet little mouse, you're growing up so fast!"
"It's a pity the lord's orders haven't been completed yet, otherwise I really wanted to harvest them ahead of schedule!"
"Hehehe..."
After the initial reflection.
Number 88 looked at the battlefield below and, without hesitation, leaped into the air.
Like a shooting star, it rushed towards Mark's Castle below.
The battle in the valley is far from over.
A total of nine blood-red waves.
The Tower of Babel ruled against two forces, the little rabbit blocked two forces, and the airship bombed two forces.
At this point, only three strands remain!
certainly.
Whether it's the Tower of Babel, the little rabbit, or the airship, they can all continue to stop the advance of the blood-red tide.
But there's no need...
..............
The rooftop of Mark's Castle.
Abshasha watched as the remaining three crimson waves continued their advance towards his castle.
He had even begun to destroy his orchards and fertile fields, cursing incessantly in his heart.
"Damn it...!"
"I said I didn't want the mine anymore, and you guys just wanted to keep occupying it, huh?!"
"Have you no shame at all? You could at least have covered all of it for me! Leaving me three strands out is really giving me too much credit!"
Of course, Abshasha could only curse in his heart.
Even if you actually let him say it, he still wouldn't dare.
Those guys outside are obviously all cunning and scheming. Who knows if someone is watching him?
This moment.
Abshasha hesitated.
One option is to bear it all yourself.
The three waves of blood were not many, but when Abshasha saw those blood giants that were over ten meters tall and almost as tall as the walls of Mark's Castle, he was still a little scared.
The second option is to continue bidding...
Thinking of this.
Abshasha then felt a pain in her chest.
I vaguely recalled the painful memory of discovering an oil field when I was a child, and having to hire an American cleaning crew to clean it up.
We're all on the same team, can you please not be so ruthless?!
However, just as Abshasha was thinking about how much flesh he would have to cut this time...
Bang!
A soft sound.
It came from behind Abshasha.
Abshasha was taken aback and slowly turned her head away.
Then, a beautiful woman appeared, dressed in coarse linen clothes, smiling as she observed her surroundings.
This woman was none other than Number 88, who had fallen from the sky.
Before Abshasha could react...
Abshasha's pet, a golden lion that had been lying quietly nearby, suddenly sat up and growled softly at Number 88.
His face was fierce, and his hair stood on end.
It seemed that the next second, it would pounce on him and tear number 88 to shreds.
However, Number 88 remained oblivious to Lion's roar, picked up a bottle of red wine from the table, and looked it over.
"What's this?"
"this...."
Faced with the question of number 88, Abshasha was a little confused, but she quickly reassured Shishi and answered truthfully, "This is Faye Wong's 1982 red wine."
It's obvious.
This woman is not someone Lion can resist.
Abshasha wasn't stupid. A woman who could suddenly appear behind him must have some skills.
"What is Faye Wong born in 1982?"
Number 88 pulled out the stopper and brought it close to his nose to smell it.
They seemed somewhat curious about the smell.
"I don't know either. It's probably a brand of red wine. I picked it up from the fountain."
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