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Chapter 445: 0444
Collins took a breath and woke up, coughing up black scorched foam and blood streaks together.

He was disgraced and drenched in meltwater, with thick silt all over his arms, legs, armor and hair.

The first thought that exploded in Collins' mind.

Undead tide!
Immediately afterwards, betrayal, madness, Yalong and the breath of destruction...

More and more fragments that he didn't want to recall began to invade his mind, and his sore muscles were telling him to get up and run away.

The companions around Collins were in a coma and would wake up in shock.

They turned over from the coffin-like mud, and everyone supported each other to get up. The severely burned guy began to let out heart-piercing wailing, and in the black and red ruins in the distance, there were corpses that remained silent forever.

Collins stood up from the warm slush, staggering, feeling extraordinarily cold with a gust of wind.

He looked down to see that his boots were broken.

Collins's mind was completely muddled, he couldn't hear the sounds around him at all, his breathing became short of breath, and his despair and fear began to spread. It wasn't until he stretched out his foot from the damaged part of the boot with all his strength and saw the five healthy fingers Tears turned into laughter.

He dipped his toes in the warm water and enjoyed a moment of comfort.

There are scattered magic circles next to it. It is the people in charge of healing in the team who start to work, and there are also animal trainers and some other guys who are not the main occupation of combat.

An adult camel beast stood up from the side.

It shakes the ice out of its hair and smears Collins all over his face.

He staggered and was about to fall, but just as he was about to brace his arms to meet the impact, a hand reached out from the side, caught it effortlessly, and pushed it back into place.

"Ah, thanks, buddy..."

Collins turned around and saw that it was Mr Mahalu.

He swallowed the black and gray saliva in his throat, blinked his eyes, trying to keep his posture upright, hoping that the other party could look him squarely, and a sense of tingling honor came to him spontaneously.

This is the only sense of security that Collins has after waking up.

Ken nodded at him with a calm expression, and handed him the two badges he was clutching in his heart and said, "You are rich now, remember to buy a pair of better boots."

With that, he slapped the embers off Collins' shoulder.

Ken was gone, but that sense of security remained.

Collins looked around and felt that everyone was looking at Mr. Maharu, each of them was a sad soul waiting to be saved, quietly doing some numb movements, waiting for Maharu to give them life again.

The camels were dug up, and the healing magic never stopped.

The Sword and Ax team had experienced countless battles about hunting, so they reacted first, poured animal oil around, and prepared to patrol and reorganize the army.

Quema used her spear as a staff to reach the edge of the crack where the dragon's body had fallen.

Ken was staring at the black mass in the abyss in a daze. The thing stuck between the gaps on both sides was the regret of the fallen leader, and the key clue of the fragment of the proverb was inserted in the very front of its head. There is even a faint light emitting rhythmically.

Wei has recovered from the shock of destruction and is now hiding in the mist to heal her wounds.

"Sorry, we won."

Ken said, turning to look at his followers. "But we can't survive..."

They looked at the sky together, the black purgatory stretched out from the crack, and in the mist that eyes could not penetrate, countless pairs of scarlet eyes were shaking and moving.

[The undead surge, the dead breath gushes out, and the ancient lost things slowly wake up. 】

Greedy Bridge shook his head. "Things are doomed. When the undead climb out, even if his team is not consumed, it will die."

He hoped to see a sad look on Roxani's face, even if she went down to rescue the young man now, it would prove that he could restrain her to some extent!
Roxani suddenly turned around with a smile on her lips. "Your idea is really interesting."

Greedy Bridge's eyelids trembled.

Roxani smiled very slowly. "The future is unpredictable."

……

"That's interesting, Aaron, have you seen that young mercenary leader?"

Hawser's boots stepped on the halberd-like glacier.

With one hand on his knee, his eyes were still looking into the distance. Just now, several people from the Janzelis tribe watched the entire battle from this special seat with a great view.

"Is it the young man who heard the news just now? Have you checked the details?"

Huoser untied the silk strips in front of his forehead, and a few bundles of white hair rolled back, hitting the back of the armor like a heavy iron chain. The cast magic ring was slightly worn, with less obvious patina, showing Faint shimmer.

The scout leader "Dan" seemed a bit struggling.

His strength in the tribe is far inferior to his seniority, and Zhan Jing and Ai Long next to him are both well-known strongmen in the northern border, so there is no need to feel ashamed if you can't keep up.

Dan slandered in his heart that he should not be too familiar with the young people in the distance.

Ken even slit his own throat with a dagger a month ago!
Dan starts to feel scared:
He grew up too fast, from commanding the battle just now, to using emotions to turn the team into mad dogs, and then having the power to roar and fly against the sub-dragon...

Dan still has lingering fears, and wants to tell Huosser about Thornton Kaya.

"Ahem, Zhan Jing, he is the person who exposes the perplexed, and Miss Selina is his sponsor."

Aaron spoke early and interrupted Dan's breathing with his eyes.

"Oh?"

Hawser's voice made waves.

He shook his head regretfully, then reached up and made a fist in the air.

The light around the few people flickered uncertainly, as if he was ravaging the sun, but the senior magician Ailon knew that the magic strength compressed by the battle banner was too high, and ordinary people or humans with low magic sensitivity could not capture the incomplete Only light can cause this illusion.

Even he, who thinks highly of himself, has to admit that the gap with Zhan Jing is too great.

Aaron once asked whether the defeat of Red Maple Heights was due to the fact that he lost to Frengundo, or was it a basic concession made purely from the perspective of strategic resources?

Hawser's reaction then was the same as now, and he didn't answer.

Accompanied by the flickering light, the space began to twitch and twist, and a set of dark-colored armor flickered attached to his body.

Aaron summoned a phoenix breath shield to protect Dan next to him.

They stepped back and looked at the ancient totem on the armor. The copper buckle was mottled and worn out, but even the furnace master of the Dewar tribe was not absolutely sure that he could repair this mage armor handed down from the age of the old gods.

Huoser raised his head and looked into the distance, his sight was able to penetrate the dense fog that covered the sky and the sun.

He turned to Aron and said, "Bring up the wind."

(End of this chapter)