277 Execution

() A swift potion and a violent potion.

The Tauren Cyril, who was carrying a long-handled ax and a tower shield, had a very calm expression.

"Cyril, I'm sorry for you and Winnie," the tearful Jonas slumped on the floor, muttering like a raving. "I plan to hold a wedding for you when I go back, my little Winnie..."

Cyril the tauren who suddenly put the tower shield and long-handled ax in his hand on the ground, turned around and walked to the place where Winnie's head was placed, took out a silk scarf to wrap the head with eyes still open, and held it in his arms inside. ..

"Master Raymond, Jonas's safety can only be entrusted to you," the tauren Cyril, who turned around and knelt on one knee and bowed his head towards Raymond, pleaded in his tone. "Master Jonas originally planned to go back this time and never come out again, but such an incident happened, no one can do anything about it."

Facing the simple and honest face of the tauren Cyril, Lei Meng couldn't help but heaved a long sigh, and a trace of guilt rose from the bottom of his heart.

There are only four people left in the team. In fact, a more suitable solution chip has been given out long ago, but facing the person who needs to let Hobson go out to detonate the electromagnetic pulse light bomb, Raymond has no choice from any angle. Such an order cannot be issued.

The tauren Cyril, who possesses the "bloodthirsty" talent, should be a more suitable person to keep in the team than Hobson.

..

"Cyril, I once again solemnly promise you that I will put Jonas's safety in the second place next to myself." Without hiding, facing the indifferent tauren Cyril, Raymond could not deceive him, Can only tell the truth. "But as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will promise to take Lord Jonas out..."

"Thank you for your frankness!" The tauren Cyril, who interrupted Raymond's words, hammered heavily on the heart with his fist. expressed thanks.

Cyril the tauren, whose eyes became firmer, stood up, glanced at Jonas, who was sitting slumped on one side, shoulders still twitching, and sobbing, and tied Winnie's head tightly to his chest. , and immediately walked to the hatch door of the interstellar transport container, and sorted out his equipment.

Putting on the broken mail armor again, he calmly took both potions.

Accompanied by a huge aura looming, the tauren Cyril, who was slowly swelling, smiled at Raymond. "Open the door."

Raymond, who had already controlled the entire interstellar transport container with the help of a chip, immediately opened the hatch of the interstellar transport container. As the cabin door opened, there were noisy and heavy footsteps from outside.

Putting the tower shield in front of him, the tauren Cyril rushed out with a single charge. Under the protection of the tower shield, he smashed the undead creatures who wanted to rush in, and followed the tauren Cyril, who quickly swelled in size. He just stood at the cabin door and swung his long-handled ax to clean up the undead creatures blocking the cabin door.

bang bang bang...

The sound of shield strikes. The sound of the undead creatures being knocked into the air and hitting the floor. And the roar of the tauren Cyril, gathered into a cruel swan song.

But as the hatch of the interstellar transport container slowly closed, the outside sound soon completely disappeared.

Lei Meng, who sat down slumped, felt an inexplicable aggrieved and painful heart.

Not strong enough, but to participate in such a risky exploration of the ruins, even though it has the low risk Jonas promised. But when something goes wrong, Jonas has no way to help, except for his loyal follower, Cyril the Tauren.

And Jonas, who was awakened by the sound of the hatch closing, seemed to be a little more awake. But he still stared straight at the closed hatch with both eyes, but his tears gradually stopped.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly there was a vibration in the entire interstellar transport container!

"Detonated?" With the disappearance of the magic lighting, Jonas finally spoke in this dark environment. "Did it explode?"

"It should be, but I don't know where the tipping point is." Flicking his finger, with the fluctuation of the spell, a lighting spell was cast by Raymond.

Inside the brightly lit interstellar transport container, everyone who was still alive had extremely ugly expressions.

After waiting for a while, until the vibration under his feet completely disappeared, Raymond finally explained to Hobson softly. "Hobson, be vigilant."

Hobson, who put away the knife rag, stood directly at the door of the cabin, and responded.

After hesitating for a moment, Lei Meng, who let the chip start at the hatch, also felt fluctuations in spells all over his body, and the spell vines that spread rapidly began to lurk at the hatch.

But as the door of the interstellar transport container opened, thick smoke and dust poured in from the outside immediately, blocking everyone's vision.

But Hobson, who was standing at the cabin door, rushed out immediately, and quickly reported back the situation outside. "My lords, there are no more undead creatures outside."

Raymond rushed out of the hatch immediately, and immediately saw the situation outside.

The empty floor is filled with dense dust, and from the spiral staircase outside the door, there is still a large amount of dust pouring in, and the light of the superimposed force field appears on the far wall.

But the coercion of the force field that should have appeared in the surroundings can hardly be felt, and according to the fluctuation of the force field on the wall, its power has also been greatly attenuated.

"Lord Raymond, your solution worked?" Jonas, who seemed to have aged a lot suddenly, also appeared at the cabin door. He stared at the situation outside with bewildered eyes, and said as if he was whispering. "What about Cyril, what about others?"

"The probability of Cyril the tauren surviving is very small, will you go down with me to check?" Although he couldn't bear to hit him again, Lei Meng didn't dare to let him stay here alone. "If the tauren Cyril detonates at the lowest level, then the threat of these undead creatures will be lifted."

"Oh, that's it, then I'll go take a look with you." Jonas staggered to Raymond's side, his face pale.

At this time, Hobson, who came back from a distance, handed over the things in his hand. "Lord Raymond, I found Cyril's mail armor at the top of the stairs."

"Give it to me!" Jonas yelled suddenly, snatched the fragment of the mail armor and observed it carefully. "Only a small amount of blood stains, a little scratches caused by undead creatures, Cyril should be fine..." (To be continued.)