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Chapter 586, The Great Savior (Part 1)
"You're a lucky guy, kid."

This phrase is being brought up repeatedly.

Those monsters.

A monster that looks like a centipede or a centipede.

These monsters were named by the psychic observers.

【XSG (132)】

Based on a very simple and straightforward naming logic.

The 132nd monster encountered is related to an evil god.

Compared to this simple and direct naming method, the Salvation Army soldiers preferred to use another name to refer to these insects.

"Long-legged worm".

The war with them has been going on for almost half a year.

The battle lines were gradually pushed forward.

The rain never stopped.

It was all muddy there, with a pungent smell of dead fish.

The monsters hid in the mud, crawled on the ground, and when the time was right, they would burst out from any corner, or gather in dense swarms amidst piercing cries.

The brave warriors began to feel lost.

Lucky Jarl, he stepped into the battlefield once again.

Holding the long spear in his hands.

You could say it was good luck, or you could say it was bad luck.

We have just entered the trenches.

The above command has now been issued.

[Move forward]

Over the course of six months, he gained a profound understanding of what he was facing.

Without any hesitation.

He called out to his teammates.

A recruit from six months ago has now become the squad leader of a twelve-man squad.

There was a player in their team surnamed Wu.

The moment they met, the guy poked his head out of the muddy trench.

He had an exaggerated smile on his face.

"Look! Lucky Jarl! Our captain is back!"

He held a half-empty bottle of yellow liquor in his hand.

"You're back just in time! Look, this is some good stuff I just got from my friend in the quartermaster department!"

"I clearly saw that you prepared this specifically for Captain Jarl."

A short figure emerged alongside Wu.

"This is really good stuff!"

In just six months, this young man picked up many bad habits, including smoking and drinking.

"But we don't have time now."

"The orders from above have come down."

"We're about to charge again!"

Such words appeared.

The smiles on the heads that peeked out of the pits froze.

………….

The Salvation Army came here with the goal of moving forward.

That cowardly fellow.

He was more timid than one might imagine.

………….

Preparations for the charge are complete.

Holding the gun in his hand.

The details of those long-legged worms have been pretty much figured out.

During this period, in the trenches, one figure after another kept repeating this sentence.

"The war is about to end."

Sometimes being weak can also bring advantages.

At least the enemy will be willing to bare their teeth and claws at you.

It's about to begin.

Take a deep breath.

It's about to begin.

Grip the spear tightly in your hand.

Suddenly, a terrifying beam of magical energy streaked across the sky, followed by a deafening roar.

The dim world was illuminated in an instant.

Grip the spear tightly in your hand.

After three rounds of shelling, it will be time to charge.

Compared to those monsters that seem to be everywhere like cockroaches, seemingly endless.

Every inch of progress is not easy.

His face was tense, and he was breathing heavily; this was the third charge he was about to face.

Finally, the last round of shelling ended.

He was holding his breath, but before he could shout it out...

The loud sounds echoed throughout the entire front.

"For the great savior!"

People often develop faith amidst death and fear.

Especially when you are powerless, you need to rely on others.

The gods were disappointed.

Xiao Yang's name still circulated among the crowd.

Lucky Jarl was a step too slow.

Without further hesitation, muster your courage and roar out loud.

"For the great savior!"

"For hope!" Behind him, the team members, who were also ready, roared in unison.

Even the unreliable Wu was shouting with the same fervor at this moment.

He leaped out of the trench.

Stepping onto the muddy, black earth.

My gaze is fixed ahead.

One by one, the monsters, startled by the shelling, slowly crawled out of the mud.

"Charge! Charge!"

The bayonet was already mounted on the magic rifle.

Start running.

Begin the charge.

I am not alone.

One by one, figures charged forward without hesitation, roaring.

Compared to that so-called war between good and evil that entangled everything in the heavens, revolving around the legacy of the Ghost Cave.

The battle on this battlefield, however, is going to be much fiercer.

Whether in terms of intensity or the social standing of the participants.

This silent battlefield is about to become even more intense.

………….

For the Salvation Army's repeated advances.

This time, these monsters really went all out.

They came relentlessly from all directions.

It's like a gambler who's unwilling to give up betting chips on the poker table.

The fish seems to be taking the bait.

Compared to ordinary Salvation Army soldiers.

Those commanders and generals understood even better what this war was for.

His expression was indifferent.

[Keep moving forward]

This order was then received by more Salvation Army fighters.

Those weary warriors.

One by one, they emerged from the trenches.

Shouting.

"For the great savior!"

"For hope!"

Then keep pressing down.

Sometimes, Xiao Yang disliked this kind of argument.

"To achieve our goals, costs and sacrifices are necessary."

But time was not on his side.

The balance of power is not in his favor either.

The world is not on his side either.

"People are always forced to change."

………….

On the battlefield.

Death, sacrifice—these were the words of young people who had grown weary of the war and longed to return home.

One by one they fell down.

Time passes little by little.

Just when this mutual betting was about to be stopped.

"The fish has finally taken the bait."

On the battlefield.

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

One after another, black stone pillars rose from the ground.

"No!"

"These are not stone pillars!"

It was the monster's feet.

A massive monster emerged from the ground, its body swaying.

It is as tall as a mountain.

A sharp hiss.

It's bizarre; you can hear many distorted ideas in such cries.

This is not an opponent that the Salvation Army can defeat.

This is the evil god behind the long-legged worm.

On the battlefield, Jarl had just pulled his rifle from the body of a long-legged worm when the ground shook.

He stared blankly at the enormous monster in front of him.

His expression froze.

Faced with such a being, fear is only natural.

pause.

"Has the order to retreat been issued?"

Such a thought arises.

"It seems not!"

The next moment, gripping his spear, the charge continued.

"We must continue to move forward!"

However, perhaps he was indeed blessed with good fortune.

Before charging forward, I caught a glimpse of a figure slowly walking from the edge of the battlefield in the corner of my eye.

"The great savior."

And so it was shouted once again.

This time, however, his voice was unusually trembling and hoarse.

(End of this chapter)