Sensing that Loria was patting herself, Kutriavka lowered her altitude and lowered her to a dark red sand dune, after which the red dragon and the vampire's child silently stepped aside, quietly guarding her, watching her look at the desert in a daze, occasionally grabbing a handful of sand with her hands, and letting the sand slowly slide between her fingers.

A life-and-death battle was going on in the distance, and Loria was in a calm daze...... Kutria could understand this mentality, and if Loria had compared every big and small thing she had experienced in her life to a grain of sand, she might have been able to fill this desert long ago.

Unlike being informed of her own situation as soon as she was sensible and receiving an education to look at the world with an indifferent attitude, how many friends have Loria watched grow old and how many funerals she has attended, so that she has become the unfazed person she is now?

Kutriavka remembers a long time ago when long-lived vampires loved to embrace the sun one morning, and gradually burned to death in the warmth they always longed for but could not touch...... It's been a long process, but there's a strange happiness on their faces...... For a long time, Kutriavka was afraid that Loria would one day end her life like this.

It turns out that she is too worried, and Loria still has a bond as old as she has in this world...... Whether it's their homeland or her strange friends.

The ancient gods who live with the world, the magicians who constantly rejuvenate, and the machine people who can always keep up with the pace of the times as long as they replace parts.

When the bones of the undead were completely rotten and their souls were overwhelmed by the passage of time, perhaps they had helped her to hold on until now.

Later, Loria was the first to break through the vampire tipping point...... A longer life meant nothing to her who was never old, but the sun could no longer hurt her.

Fortunately, life is not so difficult now...... Even Kutriavka, who hates technology very much, has to thank the progress of technology, and it is no longer a pipe dream to sleep until nowhere.

Kutriavka never understood the torture that Loria had endured, nor could she understand her friends who chose to sleep peacefully when technology could already prolong their lives.

Humans of Tyranny often say that time is the most precious resource.

But she couldn't understand it...... Time is as tiresome to them as the grains of sand in the desert.

Here they waited quietly, seemingly completely unconcerned about the battle in the distance. As I have experienced countless times over the years, just quietly waiting.

……

The thick black smoke of gunpowder gradually cleared, and the faint noise characteristic of short circuits was still coming from the destroyed siege tanks from time to time, and the solid alloy bunker was now broken with a large hole. The bunker was littered with bullet casings, and the Heavy's last trophies were covered with the bodies of several jumping worms.

Compared to the insects that first attacked the prison, the monsters that covered the battlefield have changed from one another...... Most of them have suckers or sand snake-like lower bodies, which are well adapted to fighting in desert environments on the side of humans. Nearly half of the people who have not died for the time being have long been exhausted.

They dragged their tired bodies apart from the broken corpses of the insects, hoping to find some ammunition underneath...... The next attack was imminent, but there was no more shelter for them to hide, all the reliable tanks were reduced to scrap metal, the two anti-aircraft missile towers guarding the sky were long gone, and even the base was swallowed up by the flowing desert.

If it weren't for the giant fairy tale black dragon on the right, which carried most of the insects, the crippled Imperial garrison would not have been able to resist two rounds of attacks by the insects.

Odotaviz was half-lying in the sand pit that had once been a dune, gasping for breath, embers of fire spewing from his nostrils...... Those little bugs are such a nuisance.

The timid human and the cunning greenskin slipped away early in the morning.

His scales, which had been glowing with black light, were now full of scratches, and many of them were even broken...... The scale maintenance and body care I did before were in vain. Not to mention the folding of that antique full-body plate armor stolen from Stormwind.

You must know that the black dragon goes to the beauty salon to make beauty scales, but the price is calculated by the piece, and the soul is light

If you go to an unlicensed underground beauty salon to save money, you may be completely disfigured like the big chin of ancient times

On this trip, Odotovice lost a lot...... Fortunately, the wisdom of the warrior told him that there must be something to be earned by letting the pink-haired guardian owe a favor...... Only then did he give up his plan to turn around and walk away.

Compared to the black dragon and the half-dead emperor**, who had been destroyed for many years, the group guarding the narrow entrance of the prison was much easier, Chief Lepi still had room to polish his beloved axe, Minotaur April carried a heavy machine gun removed from a Viking fighter and piled up most of the insect corpses in the passage, and the dwarf Arkanish pushed out a box of ammunition from time to time as if by magic, and April's bullets could not be finished at all.

Blood elves and undead guitarists crouched in the corner playing backgammon, and the winner could slap the loser...... They play very seriously. One had a cracked skull and a swollen face.

"It's not fair, I'm not as strong as you, you're going to lose again, I'm going to use fireballs to paste your face"

The necromancer struggled to straighten his head and shouted reluctantly.

"Shut up. You won't hurt at all, if you dare to cheat, I'll open the Holy Shield. ”

The Blood Elf Paladin, who was undecided, roared impatiently.

"All calm, all calm. ”

The troll shaman acting as the referee inserts a healing totem while playing with the mud.

Those two minotaurs were so big that they had blocked the passage long ago, and they didn't have the three of them to appear.

When the necromancer who won the game slammed the paladin on the head. But when he broke the bones of his hand, April's heavy machine gun rang out again.

The third attack of the bugs, much larger than ever, looks like they have established a base on the planet.

The thought of these monsters hatching in patches in places you can't see makes even the bravest warriors despair.

Some people filled their guns with the last of their ammunition and were ready to die, while others kept their hot weapons on the side, leaning their backs against the ruins and staring at the sky in a daze, as if reinforcements would suddenly appear above the dark red clouds...... The Empire's closest military base was also too far away.

No one will come to save them.

"Stupid stupid stupid"

Cheerful electronic sounds repeated the same word over and over again, and more and more of the same sounds merged into the strange music, accompanied by the sound of the tracks running through the sand and ice, and a large group of mechs completely ignored the remnants of the Empire and sailed straight for the sea of insects in the sky.

"Never be a slave to the United States" is to be continued

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