It was getting dark.

On the battlefield in the distance, countless bullets, flames, and artillery shells were intertwined, and some people even fired a few flares, illuminating it as if it were daylight.

But here Li Youlin and Park Tae-ho, they can't see each other's faces clearly.

"Do you know who's on the other side?" Lee Youlin said to Park Tae-ho in a mocking tone. "It's Che Yongxia."

Park Tae-ho looked at him and didn't speak.

The surrounding heirs had gone to battle, and there were only two of them left.

"You're his defeat, aren't you?" Li Youlin tried his best to find words that could stimulate the other party even more. "If it weren't for the mercy of your master, you would have died a long time ago."

Park Tae-ho remained silent.

"Wu Tai is no match for him." Li Youlin continued. "Even if he doesn't have the equipment he had before, in terms of his talent for fighting, they're not on the same level. If Wu Tai is a gangster who can fight on the streets, Yongxia is the warrior who took the lead in the city before the first army. ”

"If you go head-to-head, maybe Wu Tai has a chance to win. But the battle between the two regiments was the stage for Cha Yongxia. If you don't go, they'll be defeated very quickly. ”

Park Tae-ho spoke for the first time. "Why don't you go? Yin Wutai is your friend, and so many people in the Battle Division support you...."

"That's pointless, isn't it?" Li Youlin said. "For me, the presence of the master is not a secret."

When he said this, Li Youlin stared at Park Tae-ho's eyes--- even in the dark, he could roughly see clearly. He hoped to see negative emotions such as panic and fear from inside, but the final result disappointed him a little, and Park Tae-ho only showed a sneer.

"You know." Park Tae-ho said. "So what?"

Li Youlin did not answer him. "Lords, we should be discussing our business. You're worried that the masters will give up on you after the results of their discussions, that's why you've attracted these enemies, aren't you? ”

Park Tae-ho's pupils dilated at this moment. "It's a pointless lie, and I'm not going to do that kind of thing."

"Otherwise, why don't you go to war? Why don't you use teamfight items? "Li Youlin's voice suddenly became so loud that it could be heard throughout the battlefield." You want the enemy to get rid of us, and then ask for resources from the master to build a new team. That way, you can be the head of the regiment for a long time, right? ”

"And I'm different!" Li Youlin said impassionedly. "I will lead everyone to victory and at the same time prove our worth to the master! I was able to meet the owner's request and help them get what they wanted! ”

After Li Youlin's words, as if to respond to him, a rumbling thunder sounded in the sky.

A cold wind blew, and around the two of them, there seemed to be some faint shadows shaking. Park Tae-ho trembled when he saw this, and his face showed a look of horror. "He's lying! I am the most loyal person to my master! I will do my best to complete the master's task! Even if... Even if all the men are dead! Even if the whole team dies, it will not hesitate! ”

His words spread throughout the battlefield. Many of the members of the Successor looked at it, their eyes full of horror and incredulity.

----

"What do you want to do?"

Looking at the twenty-strong team of Canna and Sibia's team emerging from the woods, as well as Hardington and Mimes at the front, Vidlov roared.

"The Council's responsibility is to maintain order in the scene." Hardington said calmly.

"When teams attack each other, it can lead to danger. Such behavior must be controlled. Mimeles held his head high and said righteously. This is a sacred and preeminent duty! ”

"Bastard!" Widlov cursed under his breath and looked at Phuket to the side. "Captain..."

Phuket drove forward. "Get out of the way."

The two teams on the other side have a total of more than 20 people, which is only half of their own. In terms of combat effectiveness, the other side is two second-tier teams, which are definitely inferior to their own. But.... That's the council guys.

"Do you want to challenge the Council's decision?" Mimeles took out a piece of parchment and threw it over. "See for yourself."

Phuket didn't move. Vidlov received the piece of paper and saw that it read, "Due to the recent emergency, in order to ensure peace between the contractors in the scene, no team is allowed to approach the XX area, and violators will be punished by the Council for the most severe punishment." ”

Below is the signature, the Supreme Member of the Senate and the twelfth President, Arnold. Robinson.

"Commander," Vidlov handed the paper to Phuket after reading it. It was a warrant from Chairman Arnold. ”

"Anything else?" Pudge ignored the paper handed over by Vidlov, and once again stepped forward, approaching the two regimental commanders in front of him.

Hardington took a few steps back. Mimeles took a few steps forward. "Go back now! Otherwise, you're fighting against the Council! ”

"How's the battle going?" Phuket asked. "Can the Honorable Council tell me?"

Mimmers had a stern expression, as if he wanted to say something nasty. Hardington hurried forward and stopped him. "Neither team used team-type items, and the battle was manageable."

"We used it." Phuket answered. "If the Council puts the props we use... Well, if it's reimbursed, we'll withdraw it. Otherwise..."

Phuket pulled out the knife at his waist.

It is a short knife inlaid with precious stones and carved with the emblem of a double-headed vulture. Hardington looked at the knife and frowned, and Mimes, who was beside him, spoke first.

"What props are used, that's your own business, what does it have to do with the Council? The Council's refusal to hold you accountable is already a great gratitude! and dare to draw a knife and threaten the Council...."

Hardington tugged at his sleeve. As soon as Mimeles turned his head to look at him, he felt a chill on his head.

He felt over his head and saw that the hair on top of his head was gone, slimy and bleeding. That's when the pain is felt.

Mimeles couldn't help but scream, and the subordinates beside him hurriedly took out bandages and helped him bandage.

Opposite, there was a burst of laughter from the team of two-headed vultures.

"Haha, my head is red!"

"Hahaha, screaming like a!"

"I can't even hide from this, it's really a waste!"

laughed and scolded, which made Mimels blush for a while. As soon as he was done, he pulled his pistol from his waist and turned to look at his men. "In the name of the Council! Kill these barbarians! ”

"Enough!" Hardington yelled at him. "Our mission is to stop them from advancing! Not here to go to war with them! ”

"It doesn't make a difference." Phuket swung his knife and sent the horse charged. "Since that's all you have.... Two-headed vulture warriors, follow me, charge! ”

"Kill these bitches!" Vidlov replied on the sidelines.

"Kill !!" The forty or so warriors of the two-headed vulture then rushed to the edge of the woods, either with frightened or fearful eyes.