There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

The dagger that hit mon3tre's arm moved down a little, immediately producing dazzling sparks.

"Roar!"

With a monster-like roar, mon3tre turned over and completely separated from Kal'tsit's spine.

The sharp blade flashing with a creepy black light swung from top to bottom, slashing heavily at the regicide.

The King Slayer struggled to resist mon3tre's attacks, and every time he raised his arms, he would be shot down at a faster speed.

mon3tre's power made her despair.

If Rupert's suppression just now was a bloodline suppression, then mon3tre's was an all-round absolute suppression, a suppression that left people with no hope at all.

Soon, the dagger in the King Slayer's hand was completely shattered in one resistance, turning into fragments on the ground.

There was absolutely no power to fight back, and I was suppressed the entire time...

Knocked to the ground by "people" again, the Kingslayer no longer had the strength and determination to stand up, even though no one was holding her down.

The black blade hovered in front of the Kingslayer's eyes, just inches from her head. Mon3tre let out a threatening growl from his throat.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

Walking in front of the King Slayer, Kal'tsit called back mon3tre who was eager to try.

"You have this power, then why..."

Don't save them?

The questions that had been buried deep in his heart for many years were suppressed on the lips. The King Slayer looked at the black monster lingering around Kal'tsit, his eyes full of confusion.

If the other party had this kind of power, it would be easy to take those researchers away, but they didn't.

Kal'tsit did not answer the King Slayer's question. She looked towards the entrance of the alley. Mon3tre, who had been quiet just now, also let out a threatening roar from his throat.

Unlike the time with the Kingslayer, this time there was a different meaning in mon3tre's roar.

A tall figure stood at the entrance of the alley, his blood-stained armor blocking the alley tightly. A mask that looked like bones was fastened on his face, with two scarlet spots embedded in it.

There were two cloth bags hanging in the other person's arms. The bags were clean and not stained with a speck of dust, forming a sharp contrast with the dark scarlet armor on his body.

"Bozhukasti... Now you should be on the periphery resisting those armies disguised as integrated soldiers."

After revealing the identity of the visitor, Kal'tsit reached out to comfort mon3tre, who had become irritable because he felt threatened.

"My Lord, I didn't expect to see you here."

Bodrakast, holding a huge shield and a halberd, looked at the King Slayer lying in front of Kal'tsit with a look of death on his face.

As the red light flashed, Bozhukas moved the arm holding the halberd.

Hearing the harsh sound, mon3tre, sensing the danger, took the lead in launching an attack.

The ferocious body left a shadow as it moved, and in an instant it arrived in front of Bozhukasti.

boom!

A sharp sound erupted, and a cloud of dust rose up, covering the battlefield.

It wasn't long before the dust cleared.

Mon3tre, who had just been so powerful that the King Slayer could not fight back, was now being stepped on by Bozhukas.

Can't move!

"Is this your meeting gift?"

Slowly raising his head, Bozhukas looked at Kal'tsit.

"My Lord?"

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"Wendigo... is truly a natural born warrior."

Kal'tsit didn't express anything about mon3tre's defeat, and rather said that this was normal.

The man standing opposite was a legendary general who had become famous two hundred years ago. If mon3tre had really defeated him, that would be a problem.

"Go ahead. If you dare to do that again, no one will protect you."

Kal'tsit glanced down at the dazed King Slayer and gave him a reminder.

Bozhukas stepped on mon3tre at the first sight but did not take any action. Anyone with a discerning eye could see what he was planning.

Only the Kingslayer, the child who was beaten stupidly, was still standing there in a daze.

Seeing that the Kingslayer was out of danger, Bozhukas lifted up the leg that was stepping on mon3tre, giving mon3tre space to leave.

After being taught a lesson, mon3tre quickly returned to Kal'tsit's side. The ferocious expression on his face also changed, and he looked a little aggrieved.

Although the enemy was unstoppable, mon3tre still insisted on staying by Kal'tsit's side.

Kal'tsit stroked mon3tre without saying anything.

She was well aware of the gap between the two.

mon3tre can only barely defeat one inner guard, but the opponent's Bozhukasti can deal with at least three inner guards at a time.

This gap can be described as a chasm.

"Thank you, my lord."

After the Kingslayer returned to Bodracasti's side, the halberd that had been aimed at Kal'tsit returned to the ground.

"If nothing else..."

"Please help yourself, my lord."

Facing Bodrakastí, Kal'tsit even softened her tone a bit, completely different from the domineering look she had when she was communicating with the Kingslayer just now.

Fortunately, Bodrakast's goal was only to save his teammate Kingslayer, and he had no obsession with Kal'tsit.

Seeing Kal'tsit disappear from his sight, the King Slayer, who had been suppressed, finally relaxed.

"Thank you..."

After sincerely thanking Bozhukas, the Kingslayer finally had time to observe the situation around him.

Outside the alley were several men in heavy black armor, standing in an orderly manner. Even though something like this had just happened, they had not moved for a moment.

The Kingslayer recognized them, the shield warriors of the Reunion Movement and Bodracasti's personal soldiers, but...

Why are there so few people?

"The rest of you, resist the enemy on the periphery. I am here to help."

As if sensing the Kingslayer's confusion, Bozhukas spoke instead.

"A commander has arrived from outside. She's from Rhodes Island. I've handed over most of the shield guards to her. Now she's in charge of the war outside."

"Rhode Island?"

Hearing the name from Bodrakas' mouth, the King Slayer looked towards the place where Kal'tsit disappeared.

If she remembered correctly, the force that guy belonged to seemed to be called this name.

how...

"They are trustworthy, and her command is more than capable of handling this mission."

Looking down at the cloth bag hanging on his body, Bozhukas's scarlet eyes flickered twice.

The other party offered something to convince him.

"Do you remember the way up there?"

Turning and leaving the alley, Bozhukas walked towards the battlefield where thunder was constantly rumbling.

"Ah? Remember, go this way."

After a brief moment of confusion, the Kingslayer realized that the other party was talking to him, and hurriedly chased after him, letting Bozhukas, who had saved his life, lead the way.

The two chatted about the current situation on the way, and the King Slayer also told Bozhukas about the above matters in general.

Of course, she didn't tell anyone about being shot down by that strange toy. After all, it was too embarrassing.

"Kosice, I can't help it. I've said long ago that cooperating with her will definitely bring disaster."

He quickened his pace unconsciously, feeling a little angry.

Although you can gain a lot by cooperating with Kosice, the subsequent price you will pay will inevitably be heavy, and it is obviously not worth it in the long run.

Integration has now entered the public eye and has become the only hope in the eyes of the infected. If outsiders knew that the integration movement died due to internal strife, it would definitely be a huge shock to the infected today!

"Then what are we going to do?"

After listening to what Bozhukas said, the Kingslayer, who had not been involved in these matters, also understood the importance of the matter.

The infected people, who were already in dire straits, had finally managed to raise a flag. If it were to fall down for such a ridiculous reason, it would be difficult to raise it again.

"Kill the insider, suppress the news here, turn Chernobog's course, and make it look like we're attacking Longmen, but actually trying to escape elsewhere."

Perhaps because he cared, Bozhukasti was not bothered by the Originium crystal in his throat and spoke out loud.

He no longer wanted to see the things he cherished crumble before his eyes.

Kazdel, Ursus, the Infected Guerrillas, this is the third time, he no longer wants to, and cannot, "betray" them again.

"Let's hurry up then... What is that thing?"

Not intending to waste time on such matters, the Kingslayer quickened her pace. When she looked up at the road, she suddenly discovered a strange object rushing towards the battlefield above from a distance.

Looking closely, the Kingslayer, who had good eyesight, saw four words on the black object.

Both virtuous and talented.

"An aircraft? But..."

Why does it look like the plane is about to crash?

.........

"Huh...Huh, where did this guy get so many soldiers?"

Panting and waving Chixiao, Talina beheaded the guy who tried to attack her, stepped aside and began to rest.

Seeing this, Fengti and Caprini on the other side consciously took over from Talina, giving her a chance to rest.

They have taken turns fighting like this several times, but except for catching Kosice off guard at the beginning, they basically didn't encounter Kosice afterwards.

The soldiers that kept pouring in from them frequently consumed their physical strength, but they had no choice but to take it on.

Tallulah outside the field has been trying her best to help them reduce the pressure, but Kosice has arranged too many people, and it is basically impossible to deal with them all without leaving any loopholes.

After resting for a while, Talina was about to pick up her sword and go up to replace the two men. Just as she was about to take a step, a wobbly object suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Hmm? That's... Longmen's aircraft?"

Having acquired the physique of a dragon, Talina recognized at a glance what the thing with the four big words "virtue and talent" engraved on its surface was.

After all, she and Chen had been thinking about this thing for a long time before they knew that Rhodes Island had aircraft.

But I clearly didn't ask Longmen for help?

Could it be someone from Rhodes Island?

Thinking of this, Talina couldn't help but look at Amiya who was fighting hard on the side.

"not me..."

Shaking her head weakly, Amiya understood what Tarina meant.

She has been busy killing enemies here and has no time to call for help, not to mention that there is no signal here at all.

"That's strange..."

Looking at the aircraft getting closer and closer, Talina scratched her head.

That thing...why isn't it slowing down?

wrong!

Are they coming here?! !

After realizing that the thing was targeting the chaotic battlefield, Talina quickly retreated.

The others were not fools either. After seeing Talina's actions and the wobbling aircraft in the sky, they also realized something and scattered.