Fifteen minutes is not a long time, but it is not a short time, at least in Mu Ze's view, it is a little time that will definitely not be able to fight the corpse of any unlucky bastard-Aina is relatively complete, but it is only relatively complete, and those half-sized sons of the Eastern Continent poured her a bucket of No. 4 holy water.

In other words, if anyone dares to resurrect this steward now, the resurrected steward can turn into a humanoid torch in the next second.

The kind of super-spontaneous combustion.

So when the measurement officer of the fifth department arrived, Mu Ze told him about the matter here.

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"So, that's why I'm going to say that your mouth owes. Zhou Zhiqian, who was walking at the back of the team, looked helplessly at Mu Ze, who lowered his head, and when the latter heard this, he raised his head, and the soul fire in his eyes rolled over: "How do I know, obviously I am just a passerby." ”

"Just because you are a passerby, this is why you betrayed us?" The girl next to Zhou Zhiqian, the girl of the Luo family, snorted at this: "It's okay now, you still have to enter the network with us." ”

"So it's a little different from what I thought. Mu Ze shook his head and expressed a certain degree of sigh: "The ghost is not satisfactory, nine times out of ten." ”

"Me and the senior management are the victims, you guy. Luo Bing clasped his hands to his chest.

"Ah, did I just say it, things were a little unexpected, I thought it was just a small trouble, who would have thought that the trouble would get bigger and bigger. As Mu Ze said this, the team they were following suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" the young senior executive took two steps forward.

"The spearhead in front is dead. "There's bad news coming from the front.

Zhou Zhiqian blinked, turned his head to look at his assistant and a friend who claimed to be a passerby.

Then the young man's eyes widened—and he noticed that beside her and his side stood a white figure.

The small body, the small person, seemed to notice Zhou Zhiqian's sight, and in the big black eye sockets, a pure white soul fire suddenly lit up.

In the next second, on the walls around the network channel, there were countless white figures emerging from it.

"Enemy attack!" Zhou Zhiqian shouted before being knocked down.

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Pushing away the corpse of the demon that had died again, Marceau rolled and overwhelmed a demon that was running past him, the heavy body of the elementalization broke the bones of the demon ghost, picked up the long sword on the ground, the cat cub got up, and knocked the New Eden who was scuffling with the half-sized boy against the wall, and while the other party spat blood, the half-grown boy who took the long sword handed by the cat cub turned around and used the long sword to behead the New Eden who was sitting on his comrade and desperately pushed the dagger.

Grabbing his opponent by the collar, Marceau threw it to the ground and kicked it up, his left hand was handed out behind him, catching the tomahawk that was chopping in, twisting his body, and stabbing the short knife that had come from the waist of the New Edenians into the ribs of the assailant, snatching the tomahawk, smashing the skull of the New Eden in front of him with the back of the axe, turning the axe and splitting the spear of another New Edenyan who was rushing over into four pieces.

The bladed axe slashed through the air, smashing a halfling into the air, pulling out the shotgun wheel from his waist with his right hand and holding it flat at his waist, pressing the hammer with his left hand, and within a second, the shotgun of the six shotguns swept across the entire net.

Then the kitten cub stepped aside and punched the stupid New Eden gnome crooked his neck: "Empty!"

"Empty!" a half-sized man tumbled out of the pile of corpses.

"This hand was cut off just now!" said a half-boy who let go of his hand and stood up from the opponent he had just strangled.

"It's just rapid-fire. After the cat cub finished speaking, he threw out the bomb bay of the shotgun wheel in his hand, poured out the shell and began to reload: "Where are we now......" After loading the bullet, Marceau glanced around: "Where is the kid of the Zheng family!"

"Your Excellency, he is here. A few half-sized people who opened the first aid kit and were rescuing made a sound.

Marceau walked over and saw that the kid had bandages on his chest, but the blood had penetrated them.

The boy saw Marceau, and he held out his hand, and Marceau held out his hand, dirt and flesh in hand.

"I swear, I'll take your men to find the guests, and I'll leave this damn web with them. Marceau, knowing what the speechless boy was trying to say, knelt down on one knee beside him: "Don't worry, I, like you, cherish the glory of each other's people. ”

The boy with a childish look on his face smiled, and then, as if he had lost his strength, his head tilted to the side, and Marceau finally put his hand on his chest.

"Leave an hour to cover the retreat of the wounded, and the rest follow me. ”

After saying that, Marceau noticed that none of the gathered boys chose to leave, whether it was a bandage on their heads, or a little bit missing, and in the end Marceau had to pull out a few guys with broken heads, arms, and legs to form a small team and drive them away.

And for good reason—as they go deeper into the network, there really isn't enough manpower to take care of them in the next battle.

And Marceau also gave them a task - to go up, find reinforcements, and then follow the traces of the battle to support everyone.

Driving away the wounded, Marceau glanced at the map of the network in his hand...... These guests really don't have the consciousness of the guests.

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Miss Sinda, who lowered her body and held a revolver in one arm, turned her head to look at the family she served, the two children were tied to the backs of Mrs. and Mr., as if they knew the mistake they had made, and the two little ones were covering their mouths at this time.

Madame cautiously took two steps forward: "Sinda ......"

"Madam, the network is very unsafe, but I never thought that the deep network would be so dangerous......"

"yes...... It's dangerous. ”

The Lady knelt down on one knee at Sinda's side, and the two women looked through the gap in the branch network at the distant cavern - what they saw was a large cemetery, littered with corpses, New Edenians and rotting and rusted bones in terms of age, countless weapons standing on the surface, black banshees walking through the caves, and pitch-black skeletons beneath the tattered grey soul robes, they wailed, red soul fire rolling in their eye sockets.

"I've never seen the remnants of the First Advent Era, how can there be such a monster in the deep web......" Sinda stared at all this in front of her.

"Did you notice...... They seem to be guarding something......" Madame frowned, she lowered her voice and pointed at the banshees, Sinda looked at it for a while, confirming Madame's opinion: "Yes, Madame, it looks like we can't get through this cave. ”

As they spoke, a voice came from the branch network behind them.

"The Chasers of New Eden...... How could they have followed?!" Sinda glanced at Madame in disbelief, who also shook her head strangely, "No, I've always been at the back of the line. ”

As she spoke to her, the voices behind her became clearer and clearer.

Eventually, Sinda gritted her teeth and jumped out of the gap, followed by Lady and Mr., and the group carefully nestled in the hollow below the gap, but fortunately the banshees did not attack.

Unfortunately, it was around this time that a group of Neo-Edenians entered the cave through another entrance.

And above their heads, there were shouts of surprise.

Ma'am, we're in trouble...... Sinda did a sign language.

Don't be nervous, Zindha, we still have a chance...... Madame motioned for the bodyguard to be quiet.

Then, as if sensing something, the banshees began to scream.

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