"Your Highness! Our farewell wine has been poisoned! The enemy must have infiltrated the logistics department. Get out of here with me immediately!"

It wasn't until Halkenbrugg's arrow pierced his heart from behind that Hikari realized that the one who was going to kill them was none other than Prince "Benjamin," to whom he had sworn to serve.

No one knows what he was feeling at that time.

But Hikari, whose heart was pierced, did not die immediately.

His Yu-Gi-Oh! can materialize a one-time card called "Monster Resurrection," which can temporarily restore his vital signs to a normal state when he is near death.

This effect lasts for 10 minutes.

This card can only be materialized once in its lifetime. It can only be used on yourself and must be used actively; it cannot be activated automatically.

These ten minutes were quite dangerous for Halkenbrugge.

He had not received systematic military training and was not proficient in hand-to-hand combat.

Although his archery skills are superb, his [Qi Arrow] consumes an extremely high amount of Qi and requires a long cooldown period.

Because Harkenbrugg's "The Boy Draws the Cruel Bow" is a multi-player cooperative ability.

Without like-minded companions to activate his abilities together, the enormous burden of energy consumption is one aspect, but more importantly, he doesn't even dare to activate his special ability to switch personalities!

Because at this moment, he was all alone.

If personalities were to be swapped, it would be 100% Halkenbrugg and Hikari's personalities that would be swapped.

That would be equivalent to giving Benjamin's body back to him.

Hikari will be hesitant to act against Halkenbrugge because of Benjamin's physical condition.

Benjamin wouldn't show any mercy to Halkenbrugg just because of Hikari's body!

In this situation, Halkenbrugger had no choice but to grit his teeth and fight Hikari head-on.

Fortunately, the Kakin bloodline flowing through his veins kicked in, and he comprehended the technique of [Concealment] in the heat of battle. After enduring for ten minutes, he used an invisible energy arrow to finish off Hikari's stamina.

Only Captain Barusamirko and the privately-appointed soldier Shulikov remained…

Halkenbrugg carefully counted the corpses on the ground again, checking the heads against the list in his memory.

He discovered that two others had slipped through the net and had not attended today's "farewell banquet."

'They probably sensed something was amiss, or maybe they're simply avoiding the risk, who knows…'

As Halkenbrugg searched the bodies on the ground, he thought to himself:

'But regardless, they must be killed before the deadline.'

'If it can't be done or there's not enough time, then we must die quickly, leaving our elder brother no room to maneuver.'

Suddenly he stopped moving, as if he had found something.

Halkenbrug grabbed the object and brought it to his eyes—it was a military satellite communicator.

A flashing red light indicates an emergency.

Halkenbrugge tapped on his communicator, and a simple message popped up:

"Level One Alert, Emergency Assembly, Location..."

'Level One Alert?'

Halkenbrugg frowned.

Kakin hasn't seen a Level 1 alert in 30 years, and even during the height of the pandemic a few days ago, there was no emergency mobilization of the military.

What exactly is happening outside?

Moreover, judging from the appearance, this is likely a selectively sent mobilization message, which will most likely be sent to the communicators of all soldiers within a 50-kilometer radius of the incident site.

Based on the density of soldiers deployed at that location...

Halkenbrugge did a quick mental calculation:

'I'm afraid more than five thousand soldiers will be gathering there.'

Such military strength is sufficient to deal with most emergencies.

Halkenbrugge memorized the location.

His intuition told him that something crucial was happening there!

After dealing with Barusamirko and Shulikov, let's go there.

Tread, step, step...

A series of rapid footsteps suddenly came from the end of the passage, bouncing and echoing on the walls, attracting Halkenbrugg's attention.

'They're here already? That was quick...'

Halkenbrugge decisively grabbed a submachine gun from the ground, checked the magazine and safety, and turned to run towards another passage.

He had examined the construction plans for the base.

That passage has a more complex terrain, leads to more places, and is more suitable for guerrilla warfare.

He was going to have a final battle with Barusamirko and his men over there!

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"Uh……"

The withered old man let out a painful groan, and his cloudy eyes gradually faded away.

he died.

Dressed in a white sterile gown, Qi Duo's gaze was cold as she placed the newly collected virus strain sample into a petri dish.

This is an elderly beggar who has no money for treatment.

Due to a lack of funds, he had never even taken antibiotics, and his body contained four or five different variants of the Newline virus.

They all thrived inside him!

When Qiduo found him, contrary to the thriving virus, the old man was already 99% of his feet in his coffin. He had survived until now because the viruses could not coexist, so they attacked and devoured each other, achieving a delicate balance that indirectly delayed his death.

But this was ultimately just a delay and could not become a real treatment plan, so the old man could only hold on until now, which can be considered a miracle.

At times like this, no medicine will work for the elderly; all we can do is watch him find peace and go to the underworld to enjoy happiness.

To this, Kito could only express regret but was powerless to do anything about it.

As a doctor, she had long been accustomed to helplessness and had witnessed the piety and regret in the face of death.

But the old man's death,

It can itself become a source of hope for others to survive.

Even if the elderly person themselves may not have this idea.

He simply numbly accepted that a doctor had taken his blood and throat saliva samples, and then calmly accepted everything.

"We've basically collected all the viral strains from patients with pathological transformation. This level of sample collection would be impossible to achieve in the Republic of Mingbo or any of the other five major powers."

Kido didn't know whether to feel fortunate or sad.

Kakin's almost laissez-faire approach to disease prevention provided her with a large number of mutated strains, but also caused a massive number of unplanned deaths.

'With the vaccine based on the original strain, and the ambuvirumab previously developed by Diya, we should now be able to draft a universal treatment plan.'

Qiduo turned and walked into the rain without an umbrella, feeling the raindrops pattering against the bay window.

Perhaps it was because she thought of Dia, and that she had completed the task he had earnestly entrusted to her, that she felt a little better and more relaxed.

In terms of scale, this outbreak is likely to surpass the SARS outbreak, but the death toll so far hasn't even come close.

'We need to quickly summarize the "universal solution," along with related papers and appendices; these can be assigned to graduate students.'

Despite his scholarly rigor, Keedo was thinking of simply publishing a paper in the journal Nature to appease the academics.

Otherwise, her plan might not have been widely adopted immediately.

The torrential rain poured down on the earth, and Qiduo walked alone in the storm, pondering questions that were important or unimportant, big or small.

'Use my name (QY) as the author on the paper, no need to worry about it failing the review, or you can use Diya (DD), that way I can review myself...'

After careful consideration, Qiduo, taking into account Dia's insufficient education, found a compromise:

Let's co-sign it, using QY&D.D, it'll have the least impact...

Out of some selfish motive, she still put her own name before Dia's.

Suddenly, strange sounds seemed to be mixed into the gale of the rainy night, like sand in white porridge, rough and hard.

Qi Duo frowned slightly, tiptoed into the shadows, and peered out at the street.

After a while.

Several fully armed soldiers rushed out of the alley, quickly determined their direction, and hurried off.

Chapter 440 The Flood in the Building × The Fifth Person

The Phantom Troupe and Morina's group, who had been walking downwards, were almost numb from the journey.

"It must be over a thousand layers high by now..."

Uvogin, who was walking at the very back, finally couldn't hold back any longer and complained:

"Have we already reached the underworld? Have we traversed all eighteen levels of hell?"

"Alright, stop talking. You've been grumbling the whole time."

Finks turned his head and said impatiently:

"Besides, do people like us need to go to hell? We'll just fall down there naturally after we die."

"You try it!"

Uvogin was instantly enraged and retorted without hesitation.

Of all the people present, he was indeed the most distressed.

The reason is simply because he was too muscular.

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