Marceau dragged the wounded members of the Young Sons Regiment with his left hand, and held a musket in his right hand, dragging through the net, and kept shooting at the depths of the net.

He was initially followed by a small group of young boys, brave and fearless teenagers who had stayed with Marceau during the previous cover retreat and attracted the attention of a large number of New Edenians in the ensuing battle.

At that time, in addition to a small team of the young son group, there was only an independent real young child team left, as well as a team of steppe elves and two seriously injured cat cubs, Marceau could no longer let these little guys go up to fight hard, even if he was destined to die in the network, he couldn't be a coward, because death was not terrible, what was terrible was the psychological fear of death.

Now, only the last members of the Young Sons were left, the young man was badly wounded, blood was flowing uncontrollably from his abdominal wound, and his hands no longer had the strength to cover the wounds.

His consciousness was already blurred, and he seemed to come to his senses again as Marceau finished firing the bullets in the revolver, wrapped his tail around the musket, and began to reload with his hands.

“…… Let's go......"

"Don't be stupid, I'll take you out of this hellish place. ”

Marceau grabbed the dead buckle on the back half of his breastplate and dragged him desperately.

"Everyone is dead, it's my turn to ......" The network was a little dim, but Marceau could still see the brilliance in his eyes: "Commander, if you are alone, you will definitely be able to escape." ”

Marceau then heard the sound of the grenade safety pin being pulled apart, and saw him put the grenade on his chest.

"Die here, and your role is over. ”

"But at least we live up to the banner of the Sarok townspeople, and my grandfather served the warbands during the first opening era...... My family has never done anything evil in this world...... Now it's my turn to pay for the world......" The young man stopped breathing before he could finish speaking, and Marceau finally helped him turn around.

The grenade crushing under him may not fool the New Eden, but at least it will prevent them from repurposing his corpse.

With his free hand, Marceau pulled out his double-barreled shotgun from behind him, the quick-loader in his belt was ready, listening to the roars of the approaching ghouls behind him, watching them appear in a steady stream under the reflection of the flares he thrown, Marceau finally took a deep breath.

Shamans and sages are all very good at reprimanding the undead.

In the first second, a scream came from Marceau's mouth.

In the second second, the ghouls and demons who had already pounced in front of him spontaneously ignited and turned into ashes in an instant.

In the third second, the visible burning spread through the network, farther and farther away, until the end.

………………

"The sonic receiver hears a high frequency coming from the front. Anne, who was silently walking down the tunnel, stopped, letting go of the New Eden collar she was carrying, and the arcane pulley eyes on the full-coverage heavy helmet glowed with scarlet.

In the Arcane headset, Bunetani's affirmation was heard: "The sound spectrum confirms that it is the voice of the cat man, the wavelength confirms that it is the undead scolding, and the list of cat people who went down the net with Marceau confirms a paladin, fifty percent of the chance, Annie." ”

"Let's go, I'll take a look. With that, the girl who walked forward pulled out her power hammer from the chest and abdomen of the New Eden on the side of the net, and swung it vigorously, shaking off the blood and water, and smashing the New Eden who was pretending to be dead into two pieces.

Walking past a pile of corpses, Anne pulled out a revolver shotgun from her waist, a huge musket that could only be used safely with her strength, and pointed it at the girl who was screaming in a pool of blood, Anne, who was her age, hesitated for a moment, and the chuckle of Bunetani, who shared her vision through the arcane pulley eyeballs, came from the arcane headphones: "What's the matter, will you pity the jade, Anne." ”

"No, I'm wondering, if you're so cowardly, why would you throw yourself into New Eden, and you can't face the killing, but you have to enter the net...... Is it just because you have a boyfriend in front of you that you can act fearlessly? Looking at the man sitting next to her, leaning against the dirt wall of the network and dying, Anne shook her head: "So stupid. ”

"What do you think, my sister? Bunetani asked.

"My father said that we should do things reasonably, my mother said that we should have good manners, and my master said that there is only one right way......" At this point, Anne pulled the trigger: "And Marceau always said that the Tao is different, and there is no conspiracy with each other." ”

"Yes, my sister, our way is different from that of these fellows...... At least in this world. ”

Carrying the power hammer to her shoulder, Anne stepped through the bloody web and said: "We are rivals with them in this world, enemies, enemies who do not need to show mercy and love, and if any of them hurt Marceau, I will skin them, pull their tendons, and break every bone in their bodies." ”

"Well, let's not mention whether someone hurt Marceau, when did you start thinking that, and if it was too violent. Bunetani asked with a dry smile.

"When I was in the first grade of kindergarten, when Marceau had just started school, because he was lame, there were always peers who bullied him, and I used to fight with the boys in my class for him. At the mention of this incident, Anne's mood improved a little, and Bunetani in the headphones was full of curiosity: "How did it turn out?" ”

"Everyone had to choose the dentures that my uncle had given them before they had their teeth replaced. Anne snorted in satisfaction.

It was a brilliant victory, Anne of the mighty House of Thuringia protected her weak and helpless companion, and although that time made her uncle have dentures for a whole week, a victory is a victory!

Thinking of this, Anne swung the war hammer in her hand to smash the demons that rushed in front of her, and swung them without even breathing, embellishing the ghouls who followed her into a flesh and blood landscape in the net.

After walking along the net for a distance, passing through two forks, Anne finally stopped, looking at the flesh and blood cat cub in front of her, Anne was a little puzzled: "What about our guests?" ”

"On the other side, Annie, what about your face. Marceau, who was in front of him, asked.

"I haven't confirmed your authenticity yet. Anne shook the hammer from her hand.

So the kitten crossed his waist: "You are bloody, I thought you were the champion of the evil god somewhere, okay, if you want proof and I remember correctly, you are a bear pants today, right." ”

"Yes. Anne laughed, and then instantly launched a Romanticism ninth-level divine technique - special for cats, tail breaking, positive and negative spiral killing.

………………

Bunetani sighed as he listened to the screaming of the kitten in the headphones.

Why is this kitten man's ability to kill so strong?

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