It may be true that these soldiers are not very capable of fighting alone, but one thing that should not be forgotten is that as an armored force, all kinds of equipment and heavy weapons are what they are good at, and when Mussel carefully poked his head out to know what was going on, he saw this in front of him:

The Demacians were divided into two teams in an orderly manner, the team responsible for the rescue was carefully carrying the wounded out of the front line of the battlefield, and the team responsible for containment was aiming at the possible position of Musser, although the number was small, but the more concentrated firepower made up for these shortcomings, with the cooperation of both sides, all the personnel withdrew from this area quickly and orderly, Mussell did not stop them - of course, he did not have any reason to stop them, but what he did not understand was that this group of people who wanted to kill him before, Why do you now abandon the attack and want to retreat? Not only that, but the soldiers who occupied the higher part of the building also began to evacuate, they didn't even use the stairs, but simply chose to use the rope to fly down, although they didn't see this scene, but the sound of the rope still made him understand what they were doing, this strange action made him can't help but be afraid, because there are usually only two explanations for actions that cannot be analyzed through normal logic: the other party's actions are chaotic, or the other party is plotting some more dangerous and dangerous plan.

Obviously, Mussel would not believe that this group of soldiers could fall into chaos so easily, and when this happens, the best strategy he can think of is to do the same thing with the enemy, no matter what the opponent's plan is, at least they will not frame their own people, and if they do...... Mussel also had nothing to say.

Although he was right, Musel was not so laid-back, the other party had plenty of manpower and a precise grasp of time, and he had no support at all, and not only that, but Phyllis was still in the woods, should she risk going back there and take her away, or should she simply focus all the other party's attention on herself? The people in this building have been evacuated in an instant, and the soldiers around them have long since disappeared, but how can this group of people leave like this, they must be waiting for themselves to appear around, should they continue to stay here to ensure that Phyllis is not discovered, or leave quickly to ensure their safety? Mussel knew that now was not the time to hesitate, but if he made a rash move, he would probably reveal Phyllis's location, and before he could figure out what to do, the Demacians had already made a decision for him.

Boom -

A roar suddenly sounded in the night sky, and a few seconds later, a small compression magic bomb accurately bombarded the top of the building, and the violent explosion instantly blasted the building with additional reinforcement into a gap, the broken fragments splashed in the air and fell, and the sound of stones falling on the ground couldn't help but make people tremble, these Demacians are shelling this place......? Mussel, who was hiding on the second floor, had almost jumped out of the corridor, but when he was about to jump out of here, he still forced himself to retreat, this time the shelling had not really affected the lower floors of the building, Mussel looked around, there were no obvious cracks in the wall, but before he could confirm the direction of the attack to adjust the position, the second round of shelling had already hit him, this time, the other party seemed to have expanded the range of the attack, a total of five compressed magic bullets aimed at the Mussel, the other party's aim was inexplicably accurate, All the shells hit the small building, the powerful impact pushed the still watching Mussel directly into the air, at this critical moment, the dagger he was familiar with saved him again, endured a strong sense of dizziness and pain, he almost instinctively threw out the dagger, although the accuracy can no longer be guaranteed, but years of training experience and feel still made him reluctantly pierce the dagger into the trunk of a tree, with the rapid rotation of the winch, Mussel quickly pulled out a space for himself, The large fragments didn't fly far, and although they weren't hit by the weight or crushed under the rubble, Mussel couldn't keep his balance in such a situation, and he fell heavily to the ground, and if it weren't for the dagger in his hand still stuck in the tree, he might have to rush forward some more distance.

"Whew...... Whew......"

The pain and dizziness made it almost impossible for Mussel to stand up, but he knew that if he fell here, he was afraid that he would not have a chance to stand up again, no matter how the pain ravaged him, after only lying on the ground for a few seconds, Mussel tried to stand up completely by will, he gritted his teeth and inserted the blade on his arm into the trunk of the tree, using this as a fulcrum to get up from the ground little by little, but before he could stand firmly, the internal organs that seemed to be about to crack made him kneel down immediately, and a mouthful of blood instantly spurted out, staining the grass in front of him red.

"The shelling order has been completed, request for the next wave of instructions."

On a flat ground in the distance, a team is waiting for the next order, next to them, there is a magic cannon about one person high, this is a single soldier magic cannon jointly developed by Demacia and Piltover, although its firepower is the smallest among all kinds of magic cannons, but only one soldier can easily carry the portability is indeed incomparable to these heavy artillery, and it is precisely because of this feature that this light artillery has become the most suitable weapon now, Having received reports that it was impossible to confront this opponent, who had defeated the senior officer, the command decisively ordered the use of artillery bombardment, a decision that proved to be very wise, and with such a small destruction, the Demacians did not mind much.

The picture returns to the woods, the seriously injured Mussel is still holding his chest and holding on to the plants around him to barely walk forward step by step, now he is a little unable to recognize the direction, in a blur, he can only rely on his feelings to think about the direction where Phyllis is, he doesn't know how far away it is, every step he takes, he has to spend great physical strength, but as long as he doesn't find her, he can't stop......

"The target is hit, stop shelling, and we will start the capture operation."

The soldiers finally waited for the moment when they could take revenge, and before Mussel could take a few steps, the soldiers around him swarmed around him, although they didn't know what was holding the man back, but it didn't matter, even though he looked like he was no longer combative, the soldiers still carefully aimed their weapons at him, these hateful fellows...... If he hadn't been injured, these people would have become the ghosts of his sword, but this time, the former hunters had become prey, and Mussel tried to launch even a threatening attack on them, but the result of just a flick of his arm was that he instantly lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.

"The target has lost the ability to fight, take the stretcher, and the rest of the people continue to look for another target, she ...... She ......"

The junior officer in charge of delivering the order was stunned, not because of some incomprehensible order coming from the command center, because almost suddenly, his subordinates and Musel disappeared before his eyes, and when he raised his head, there was a group of people wearing the same clothes who could not see their faces clearly, holding various weapons in their hands, and the target seemed to be himself, he shouted a warning to them for some reason, but it had no effect, and in fear, the junior officer fired, And every time he knocks down a person, new enemies will emerge elsewhere, and in the face of such a situation, he can only keep firing and shooting at them......

"Tyrone, are you alright?"

What's wrong with these guys...... Why did you suddenly start shooting at your own people......? Lying on the ground and almost fainting, Mussel desperately tried to keep his sanity conscious, at this time, a figure suddenly appeared from the woods, Mussel did not see who she was, but the voice was quite clear, this was Phyllis herself, she was not no longer afraid of such a battle, after trembling in the shadows of the woods for a while, she also realized that this would not help, after struggling for a while, she concentrated little by little with her best efforts, using the mental suppression magic she was familiar with, Forcibly suppressed the fear in her heart, as soon as she completed the emotional suppression, the explosion occurred in a building not far from her, she didn't know what fear was, she didn't retreat, and after dodging a few pieces of rubble, she met the oncoming Mussel and the soldiers who tried to capture him, without the influence of fear, her magic was very effective, even the senior officer or even the previous member of the radiance, she was completely sure to completely affect their perception, These soldiers are not even more threatening, and only need to create some illusions to make them fall into complete fear.

"Ah...... It doesn't matter...... you're not hurt, are you? ”

"No, what are we going to do next?"

That's why Phyllis was reluctant to use this magic, and though she was still sane, after suppressing her fear, her concern was ridiculous—for she didn't think it was important at all, and though it was well-intentioned, she was more rude than carrying a bag of potatoes.

"Hey...... Action...... The trouble is lighter...... "Mussel can withstand such a movement, he is seriously injured, he coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and his face is even paler" These people...... Want...... Put it here...... Give the blow up, you ...... Leave me alone...... Hurry up...... Leave...... Here......"

"No, I'm going to get you out of here, hurry, my magic won't last long, we have to hurry up before I turn back into that little girl."

Phyllis was resolute, and although the two of them walked slowly, not a single bullet hit them in the chaotic gunfight around them, as if they were walking in the fireworks, and the two disappeared into the darkness.