The beast tide didn't seem to have expected half of the bridge to erupt again with the roar of the Thunder Hell. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The monsters distanced themselves from the electric cages raging in the air with resentment and fear.

"Now, when everyone enters the lower deck, I will separate the bridge from the bilge to buy you the last time!" Hemingway's eyes showed a hint of determination, "Jack, you will pilot the main body of the Colander later, and charge directly to the ground!"

"Can our bridge fly on its own?" said Teemo, whose jaw almost fell to the ground.

It turns out that the damn cockpit-bridge isolation design is designed to facilitate this situation!

Lewis instantly figured out the trick, when did the captain install a magic engine under the butt of the bridge, why didn't the three of us know at all, why!

"Bloomer can finish the pilot, I'll go up now, you wait for me on the bridge!" Jack's voice was unusually firm.

"Bastard, if you hold on to the Thunder Hell for another 20 seconds, you won't have time to come up," Hemingway didn't have time to say more, and turned directly to the crowd, "You guys hurry down, I can complete the launch of the Thunder Hell alone." ”

As he spoke, he slapped the coil beside him.

"You can complete the launch alone, but can you last until the cooldown is completed?"

Lewis knew a lot about these heavy magical weapons, they weren't something that could be cleared by willpower, and he stepped forward and stood beside Hemingway, smiling at the crowd.

"Without me as a magic archer, you two wouldn't be able to survive the cold zone. Teemo stepped forward and joined the two.

"My fat man's hundred catties of meat are estimated to be enough for the Warcraft to take a few more bites. Lawrence grinned with bared teeth, and his big gold teeth almost blinded everyone's eyes.

"Even if we retreat, we are the most capable veterans, but deserters have to go to the thunder chair. The five soldiers stepped out in unison.

"Beth is dead, and I'm going to avenge her. The hippie man appeared on the bridge at some point, with a large bandage on his forehead.

"Sid, your strength...... Hardly to any effect, go down and say goodbye to Vincent for me. Woody hardened his heart and said to his apprentice.

Sid's eyes darkened, but he didn't disagree with his teacher, but silently took out a pair of glasses that looked white from any angle from his pocket, "Teacher Woody, you have bad eyes, use it to see the way home, and Mrs. Vincent and I will be waiting for you in the Mage Tower—forever." ”

"Hey, hey, hey. Woody smiled, "Of course I'll go back." ”

"I'm the eldest daughter of the Bitev family, and fighting to save the innocent is not the duty of a warrior, tsk, my mother will be proud of me. Carol smiled brightly, her eyes sweeping over her white-clad guard.

"It is our privilege to serve a master like you. The four of them stepped forward in unison, looking at Carol with reverence in their eyes.

Then the girl looked at John again.

"Open...... What are you kidding, I'm the thirteenth heir to the Wilson family, how can I die in such a place!" John Wilson finally gave up the courage to hold on, his already pale face turned red, and he exclaimed excitedly, "You guys...... You're all crazy! We've done our best! No one can accuse us of anything! Why do you have to sacrifice yourself to save the inactive civilians down there!"

Carol resurfaced with that mixture of shock and contempt.

Even the six Tsing Yi guards looked at him without saying a word, their eyes full of surprise and sadness.

John Wilson was caught in the eyes of everyone, and became more and more excited, and roared hysterically: "We are not cowards who turn around and run away in the face of the beast tide, we have already paid all the price except our lives! What step do you have to do? We are powerful fighters! Isn't our hard-earned strength to better preserve our lives when the crisis comes!"

Lawrence said coldly, "The Wilson family of Aurora City, you are the "magic nobles" who only started three generations ago, do you still remember that you are a warrior...... Bah, if it is to save your own life, why should the sages go to open up the territory to clear the demonic beasts, just leave your ancestors without magical powers, and hide yourself! I wonder if you are the grandchild of St. Ferre Wilson after all!"

Carol also made a final effort: "It is precisely because we are powerful warriors that we have to come forward, and there is a saying from the sages, which is also what all the teachers said to us in the first lesson - the blood of the strong is shed for the weak! Have you forgotten it all?"

"Haha, do some people really believe those nonsense, the greater the power, the greater the responsibility? Phew, I only know that the strong are the backbone of society, the strong support the strength of the human race, the role of a strong man is greater than a hundred civilians, and it is your greatest responsibility to preserve yourself with strength! Moreover, we can survive first, and after becoming a master or even a saint, we can hunt more demonic beasts and undead spirits, avenge them, and save more human beings!"

Speaking of this, a strange light appeared on John's face, as if he was deeply convinced of his remarks, as if he was intoxicated.

Woody waved his hand: "Everyone has their own choice, this is not a debate competition, young man, you have to go faster, otherwise it will be too late to go down." ”

"Hmph, the Tao is not the same, Pixia, let's go!"

"Young master, after you go back, tell the master that the six of us have died in the line of duty. The leader of the Tsing Yi guard, known as Pi Xia, said indifferently, his eyes full of disdain.

The other five Tsing Yi guards snorted coldly at the same time and also stepped into Hemingway's side.

"You ...... You guys actually ......" John trembled angrily, his fingers trembled and pointed at the guard, his face was bruised, like a stewed aurora shrimp.

"You fart, get out of here, save a moment which manticore's poisonous tail is inserted into your **** Lawrence spits, his eyes are more indifferent than when he looks at Warcraft - perhaps, humans may really hate "traitors" more than foreign enemies.

How could John have received such an insult, his mouth opened at the moment, but he suddenly saw Lut and Wang Zhen step forward at the same time, swallowed it back at the moment, shrunk his neck, turned around and ran to the bottom bilge.

"The flies are gone, it's our turn to bleed!"

Teemo stepped forward with a smile.

Lewis also laughed, "It's a pleasure to be able to slaughter those beasts outside with you today!"

"Phew, this is the strong acid bottle I have in reserve, I didn't have a chance to use it just now, and now everyone will share it together - otherwise I really won't be able to throw it away alone." ”

In the shocked expressions of everyone, Wang Zhen poured out the bottle of half the bridge from the space bag.

"Compared to being eaten by a demonic beast, it seems that strong acid dissolution is still a good way to die. Lawrence, the unbridled fat man, muttered.

Everyone's faces sank, and they became brilliant again, "Yes, if you die, you have to make a bunch of human flesh that can burn through the internal organs of the beast tide!"

The light of a martyr slowly lit up on the bridge.

"Begin to disengage, everyone is ready to engage the enemy!"

Hemingway's voice is like that of an adventurer about to leave the port, full of heroism and courage.

The next second-

"Wait, I think I have a secret weapon too!" Carol suddenly screamed, "We can defeat the beast tide!"

Crowd: "!!"