Chapter 2143: Ash Annihilation at Dawn (75)

The fuchsia of spicy eyes was replaced by a relaxing aqua blue. The city that was originally reflected in a bloody light, the unpleasant blood color was gradually diluted.

"Oh, the president has woken up. Krilippov said: "The first day of the battle, this is the end." ＂

"Is that ......?" the cat boy asked, a little disbelieving.

"[That's it]?hahahaha------" Krilypov, the master of weapons, laughed slightly sarcastically, but said nothing. In fact, it is not as simple as "this is the end" at all, judging from the sea of corpses and blood shrouded in this city, the battle just now is very fierce. It's just that Albert and Mutter didn't see the tragedy.

"How many people died?" Albert asked quietly.

"The number of people lost is expected, so there is no need to worry. Krilippov skillfully dodged the question: "Come, let's go to the president." As Vice President Castro's beloved disciple, I guess your master must have a lot to say to you right now. ＂

Albert's whole body trembled. Although there was a smile on his face, his body subconsciously showed traces of "reluctance".

Mutt saw it in his eyes and just shook his head.

A few minutes later. The crowd walked up the steps of the pyramidal building to the altar at the top of the central temple. Sure enough, President Nitro's old rabbit had woken up, and seemed to be in good shape, sitting on the altar eating and drinking and talking and laughing with the people around him.

Under the light of the relaxing aqua blue light, the light of various torches, and the pleasant and relaxed atmosphere, if it were not for the strong smell of blood in the air, the uninformed would even mistake this for the scene of a campfire party at night.

Seeing this scene, Albert wanted to go back to catch up on sleep.

"You're finally here!" Seeing Albert appear, Vice President Castro, who was standing next to President Nitro, suddenly shouted angrily, and immediately frightened Albert, who wanted to flee the scene.

"Ugh. The young tiger man stopped and glanced back at Castro.

"As a result, you only got alive in the first hour or two of the battle, and then ran to sleep?" Castro scolded sternly as soon as he came up: "I initially thought that you only needed to rest and continue to come out to fight, but it turned out that you slept for three or four hours, and when you came out again, even the first wave of the Great Hunting Sacrifice was over?" Ha?!? are you kidding me, you lazy bone!"

"Uh, it's force majeure meow------" Albert felt so wronged, he was still plagued by all kinds of muscle pain, it stands to reason that the number of monsters he killed in the first hour or two of the battle was completely enough, why did he have to be scolded for working so hard? But the person who scolded him was his master Castro after all, he didn't know how to refute, so he could only let the other party scold.

Mutter watched Albert being scolded with an expression of watching a play, but did not interject. Although he also wanted to help Albert say something, Castro's side was too fierce for the cat man boy to interject.

"Alright, alright. Instead, it was the weapon master Krilipov who helped Albert say good things, "Don't blame him." Little Tiger has worked hard enough. If he hadn't made a move, we would have had to make a bigger sacrifice to make the turtle stop. And by that time Lviv was estimated to have been more than half destroyed, and our [positions] were no longer intact, and it would be more difficult to cope with the next wave of attacks. ＂

Castro gave Krilipov a blank look: "Don't talk to him! you will only indulge this kid's inertia and make him more and more lazy!"

"I'm just talking about the facts, and those who have actual combat exploits still have to be commended. He probably killed more monsters in the first hour or two than any other hunter who participated in the Great Hunting Festival, and I think that's enough------"

"Hehe------" A burst of laughter interrupted the argument between Castro and Krilipov, and President Nitro was eating kebabs while walking towards Albert and the others: "You're finally here." I saw a white figure in my [Summer of Love] dream, is that you, little tiger?"

"Uh-huh. Albert vaguely agreed, nodding. And the cat-man boy Mutt hid behind Albert because he was afraid of being touched by the horny old rabbit.

So that prophecy is true. Interesting and interesting. President Nitro walked past Albert with a casual smile and went over to Castro to ask, "How many dead and wounded?"

Castro took out a list from his trouser pocket and read: "So far, there are a hundred and twenty dead. Three hundred and seventy-five men who were seriously wounded and could not continue the fighting, and those who were moderately wounded and should have been able to come out in time for the next wave of attacks, a total of 761 men. Most of the others were not injured much, or the damage was so light that it did not affect the battle. ＂

"Good, I think I can hold on a little longer. Nitro snorted, "Those hunters who died in battle, if you can retrieve the body, try to help them retrieve the body and send it back to their hometown for burial." It's time for the logistics troops to be dispatched, right?"

"Everything was planned. Castro replied.

"Logistics troops?" Mutter snorted.

"It's those who didn't become hunters on their own, and don't participate in the Great Hunting Festival today. Albert replied in a low voice: "Although they don't go into battle, they will still come over to help clean up the battlefield and repair the damaged city walls and other facilities in Lviv by the way." ＂

"Oh. The cat man nodded. This is understandable. It was already a fierce battle with heavy casualties, and if even the official hunters had to clean up the mess, everyone's physical strength would be wasted in such a place. Still, we can't help but clean up this messy battlefield. If they don't take advantage of the pause in the [Summer of Love] to clean up the battlefield, the hunters will miss out on the geographical advantage of the next siege. At this time, it is obviously more reasonable to entrust the miscellaneous work to the trainee Warcraft hunters who do not appear in battle.

Mutter remembered that Albert had previously said that he had "officially" participated in several Great Hunting Festivals. Since there is an "official" participation, of course, it also means that the tiger has also "unofficially" participated in the same big hunting festival. It is estimated that "unofficial" participation means helping to clean up the battlefield in Lviv as a trainee hunter after each wave of attacks.

Mutt glanced at the blood-stained battlefield, the bright red Lviv. Even cleaning up the battlefield is actually a kind of dirty and tiring work.

"Anyway, is it really good for you to stay here?" the old rabbit seemed to know something, and asked Albert and Mutter again, "You're here for the Great Hunt Festival." But now that I've woken up, there won't be much progress in the Great Hunt Festival for a while, do you have anything else that needs to be done? ＂

"Uh------" Albert couldn't help but be stunned when he didn't expect President Nitro to know so much.

"How long will it take to heal all the wounded who can continue to fight after treatment, and repair the ruined city?" asked the vice president again.

"Optimistically, it will take ten hours. The repair of the city is not a big problem, but the injured are very tired and it will take a lot of time to recover. Castro replied.

"Yes. It's two o'clock in the evening. That means I'll have to stay up until 12 o'clock at noon to fall asleep. It's harsh. President Nitro rubbed his eyes, "Even now, [Summer of Love] keeps pushing me to sleep." ＂

"I believe that with your firm will, President, it will not be a problem to hold on until twelve o'clock at noon. Castro said.

"If I can touch the breasts of a beautiful big sister, I guess I will be able to shake my spirits. Well, it is impossible to have one in Lviv. The lustful old rabbit looked at the cat man boy: "Actually, the kitten's ass is not bad------"

"Wow!" Mutt then hid behind Albert, guarding against President Nitro like a pervert.

"Grandpa, don't make trouble!" Nina, a black rabbit girl on the side, also walked over to stop her.

"Hahaha, just kidding, just kidding. The old man touched his rabbit beard, which was already a little crooked, and showed a cynical expression.

Even now, Mutter still can't believe that this perverted old rabbit is the head of the entire Warcraft Hunter Organization. The contrast is too great. Old man Nitro looked weak, and even Mutter looked like he could beat him. If it weren't for the fact that he was a rabbit man, had the ability to control Warcraft, and had an artifact [Summer of Love] that could gather all the Warcraft in the Dawn Region, this lustful old rabbit probably wouldn't have the status he has today, right?

"Let's go. Albert also knew that there was no time to waste, so he took Mutt and walked towards the place where they had moored the Iron Rider.

"Well, you're out of company. The cat-man boy casually said goodbye to the people present, and followed the tiger-man youth.

"What are you thinking?" Albert asked after walking away.

"No...... It's nothing. ＂

"You're thinking that President Nitro doesn't seem to have any reliable combat power, and he doesn't deserve the status of president of the Warcraft Hunters Association, right?" Albert seemed to see through the fet-man boy's thoughts and said directly.

Mutter snorted in response.

"Then you couldn't be more wrong. The tiger sneered: "Although the rabbits are all [Warcraft envoys], they have the ability to communicate with Warcraft. But they can actually only control demonic beasts that are mentally inferior to them. If a rabbit man wants to control a magical beast that is stronger than himself and cannot be defeated, it is impossible in the first place. President Nitro was able to control thirty A-level demonic beasts alone, not because he was born with the talent of a demonic beast, but because his combat power itself was very strong. ＂

"How, how!"

"People can't look good, that's probably what meow is all about. Albert said, turning and walking past a corner of the pyramid building. As expected, his iron rider was moored on a hidden platform not far away.

However, there was a precursor there, and the man was unceremoniously fiddling with Albert's iron horse. That guy had already removed the engine from Albert's Iron Rider and was playing with it in his hand!