Call of Eschatology

Chapter 239 I Agree!

The mutant beast herd has been completely disintegrated by Corpse Puppet and Cloud Puppet. The battle formation just now is no longer there. Those mutant creatures that were on the edge of the battlefield and managed to escape with their lives cried and howled and tried to stay away from this bloody land, but were stopped by them. Kill the cloud puppets and corpse puppets one by one!

The master said, kill them all...that means leaving no one behind.

This is nothing to hold back at all - the Corpse Puppet may be intolerant of these brainwashed wastes, but the Cloud Puppet is dismissive of them.

He inherited Wen Yu's attitude towards this incident!

So, the massacre continued...

Fang Bai, who was standing on the top of the city, involuntarily stretched out his right hand and opened his palm. He just wanted to persuade the corpse puppet to show mercy, but looking at the thunderclouds rolling in the sky, Fang Bai still swallowed his words of persuasion.

He understood the cause and effect of this incident very well. Although he couldn't bear it, this matter started with three people's negotiation, but it could only end with the will of one person!

So Fang Bai fell silent, and Lin Haifeng in the communicator was completely speechless.

Until the last mutated creature died...

"Kara~~~"

When the last ray of lightning flashed, the corpse puppet stood among the corpses on the ground. For some reason, the corpse puppet who fed on the corpses actually felt a little sick at this moment.

Plasma, stumps, broken arms, organs...

Dirty, messy, disgusting...

He just panted hard to suppress the guilt in his heart. At this time, Yun Puppet's voice came from the air.

"Call me if you need anything. I'll go back to bed first."

For Yun Puppet, this is an extremely simple battle, but Corpse Puppet is different.

He wanted to yell back, "You know nothing"... but after thinking about it, the corpse puppet swallowed the words back in his stomach.

Having done it all, there is nothing left to say.

So, he turned back and looked at the District 7 outpost in the distance.

What came into view were figures standing still and motionless like wooden sculptures.

These eyes were complicated, like knives, piercing into the corpse's heart.

He had never seen this kind of look - every time he made a move in the past, he would be greeted with cheers and applause, but this time, those once admiring looks had changed.

It became like a huge mountain, pressing down on the corpses overwhelmingly!

However, he just walked into the city facing these eyes, returned to his residence, and then closed the door tightly.

Is it a contradiction? Very contradictory……

Corpse Puppet thought for a long time, and then he smiled bitterly.

"Tell me, what's the difference between me and the mutated creatures I killed?"

No one responded, but the corpse puppet understood...

It's really no different.

The hour Mocha gave me was really much.

When he walked into the main battlefield through the teleportation channel, all he saw was blood and charcoal all over the ground.

The air was quiet, but filled with the smell of blood. The moist liquid gradually dyed his eyes red. He raised his head and looked at the outpost of District 7 in the distance.

There, the people who came to "watch the battle" had already dispersed, leaving only Fang Bai standing alone. At this moment, the two of them looked at each other, showing a bitter smile almost at the same time.

Fang Bai, the frontline commander of the Yanjing military, and Mocha, the frontline commander of the Celestial Forces, are one person below ten thousand people! But in the higher-level game, they are just pawns involuntarily.

So, Moka panted hard and suppressed his restless mood. He closed his eyes and walked step by step towards the outpost of District 7 by relying on his feelings.

He didn't want to see the dead souls of the soldiers he once commanded.

It wasn't until the surrounding wind suddenly became silent that Mocha looked up in shock, only to see thunderclouds covering the sky again, and at the same time, a joking voice came from it.

"Oh? Here comes another one who is desperate for his life."

After finishing speaking, the thunder has already broken through the sky!

Moka just wanted to defend himself, but he never thought that two figures suddenly stood up in front of him. One of them dispersed the thunder with a wave of his hand, and then, a suppressed angry voice came from his mouth.

"Yun Puppet, that's enough! Didn't you see that he is not hostile at all?"

The one who spoke was the Corpse Puppet who had just briefly thought about life. Facing the Corpse Puppet who was obviously furious, the Cloud Puppet just transformed into a black thunder cloud giant. The giant glanced at Moka for a moment, and then did Make a shrug and curl your lips.

"It's just a joke, it's just idle time anyway..."

"you!"

The Corpse Puppet was speechless immediately, and the Cloud Puppet also knew that the Corpse Puppet had a weakness in his heart, so he immediately turned into airflow again and floated back to the Seventh District outpost.

At this moment, Mocha finally felt relieved. He looked at the zombies and Fang Bai standing in front of him with a wry smile.

"I am really not on the same page as them, do you believe it?"

When Fang Bai heard this, he just sighed...

"Let's talk about it after we go back first."

"So to sum up, you came back this time just to find a way out for those homeless soldiers, right?"

Fang Bai asked calmly while holding hot tea.

Mocha, on the other hand, gently nodded.

"I refused the order of the gods, but my adjutant was obviously more loyal than me, so this tragedy happened."

Speaking of this, he seemed to hear the corpse puppet beside him breathing a little heavier.

"But things have happened, and that's over. What are the causes and consequences of this matter are not important to me now."

"Just now, after I rejected the order of the gods, I suddenly had an idea to gather these homeless warriors who were unwilling to fall into internal friction and organize them into a purer group..."

"Without superiors and high-level conflicts of interest, we will only fight for our ideals and for protection."

As soon as Mocha said this, Shikui and Fang Bai looked at Mocha in surprise.

They did not expect that the burly Mocha would have such an idea.

However, the highly anticipated Mocha just smiled bitterly.

"But the problem is that we also need to eat... There is a problem about money, which I can't solve, so I thought of Yanjing."

"So... we need to provide supplies to feed you, right?"

It was not Fang Bai and Shikui who said this, but the communicator in Fang Bai's hand.

On the display screen of the communicator, Lin Haifeng had put away his depressed look just now - the cause and effect of the whole incident, and even the scene of the massacre, Lin Haifeng knew it clearly, but the more tragic and cruel it was, the more Lin Haifeng felt that he needed to see it all!

Therefore, the communicator has not been hung up yet... Therefore, Lin Haifeng took in every word of Moka.

Hearing this, Moka immediately looked up at the communicator. At a glance, he saw Lin Haifeng's figure. Moka was about to shake his head, but Lin Haifeng on the other side gave a clear answer.

"I agree!"

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