The world doesn't need succubus to save

The sky was gray mixed with blood, and the thick smell of blood and inexplicable pressure in the air made breathing more difficult than usual.

What he feels around him is endless oppression, and the rancid smell that is constantly trying to get into his body, and... a call that seems to be there but not in the ear.

There seemed to be many faint but mysterious voices whispering softly in my ears.

That voice seemed to be promising, or bewitching, or... just simply cursing.

Curse every life that walks here, hoping that they will face a humiliating and painful real death just like myself.

Such a special and difficult environment is very scary for other people who enter the bloody battle zone.

Especially the last murmur, which affects the spirit and will, which many people are not good at resisting.

The teams that were able to enter the bloody battle zone, except for some death squads who were forced to play, more than [-]% were excellent fighters, but under such weird murmurs, many people still had mental breakdowns.

Fortunately, Ning Feng's team did not have such troubles.

The whole team seemed to be covered with a special layer of tulle. From the outside, there was almost no difference from the surroundings. Only when they moved slowly, they would cause a little ripple, and they could detect the slightest difference.

"........."

Ning Feng walked in the front, holding the spear in his right hand, and the eyes revealed in the mask were calm, showing no emotion at all.

Under his leadership, the team walked silently. From the outside, nothing abnormal could be seen at all.

It's just, unfortunately, that's just the appearance.

Like the terrifying atmosphere around, the atmosphere inside the team was even colder.

Ning Feng was silent, and Xilin was also speechless standing beside him. The invisible pressure from these two people had already made the atmosphere stiff.

Eberron himself was in a holding position and couldn't speak, but Anthony's words, alas...forget it, let's not talk about it.

All in all, even if Andrew wanted to adjust the atmosphere of the team, he couldn't find a chance.

Fortunately, after the initial silence, Mephisto did not stand still.

After the gaffe, Mephisto seemed to adjust his emotions quickly, and instead asked the alchemist to take out this item that could block most of the abnormal effects of the bloody battle zone, and led the team to quickly move towards the original destination.

From the player's point of view, such companions are trustworthy and reassuring.

But from a friend's point of view, Andrew was a little worried about Mephisto's heart.

Mephistopheles, what did he notice?
Now, what is he thinking in his heart?
("Andrew! Andrew!")
The anxious and whispered call in his ear stunned Andrew, who was on guard for a while, and looked to his side while guarding his surroundings.

Anthony?
His team was already in the bloody battle zone, and a battle would break out at any time, and it was a difficult battle that would threaten their lives.

At this time, even if Anthony is unreliable in daily life, he would not want to chat with people when he is lonely.

So, what does he want to say to himself?
Knowing that this might be a breakthrough to change the atmosphere in the team, Andrew tried to reply to the opponent's call without much hesitation:

("What's wrong?")
If possible, Andrew hoped that the other party could be more serious at this time.

Fortunately, this time, he was right.

Without turning his head, Anthony followed the pace of the two people in front of him, and said seriously:

("I don't think the current situation is good.")
(“We can’t go on like this. If we keep doing this, there will be problems.”)
Andrew was a little taken aback by Anthony's seriousness, and seemed to understand that this was the real him.

Although many people don't want to believe it, Anthony has always been so reliable in battles that really involve life and death.

Before becoming a prodigal boy who hangs around women by virtue of his looks, Anthony was shaped into a warrior under his father's iron-blooded education.

By the way, Anthony himself insists that it is precisely because of his father's high-pressure education that he has become such a character who likes to look for tenderness around women...

He claimed that it was not his own fault that caused all this, it was all the fault of the head of the contemporary Eli family!

And because there are too many missing loves, he has to find them from many women.

...you ask the result?
what result?
Anthony has raised this point of view three times in public, and the number of times he has been publicly sanctioned by his dear father is far more than ten times this number.

As for how many times in private, no one cares, anyway, Anthony has not been beaten to death...

The father is kind and the son is filial, nothing more than that.

Looking at Anthony's back, Andrew thought with some emotion:

"It's not easy for him to grow up so big tenaciously."

In the environment where the outside world is constantly staring at him, he can still go his own way and perform badly. Anthony's heart is also unexpectedly tenacious.

("So what do you think?")
Looking straight ahead, Anthony nodded slightly:

("I have an idea, but I need you to cooperate with me... Whether it succeeds or not, at least ask him why he changed.")
Everyone is not an idiot, and Mephisto's reaction before was probably not without reason.

Even if it is an intuition without reason, it must be made clear!

After all, Anthony knew a woman with a very accurate intuition, and he knew very well that things like the sixth sense were unexpectedly useful in many cases.

("it is good.")
it is good.

After receiving Andrew's answer, Anthony inhaled slightly, and raised his hand towards the back in front of him:

"Mephisto, I said..."

But before he finished speaking, Mephisto's footsteps stopped suddenly, causing Anthony's words to get stuck in his throat.

"……What's wrong?"

Without getting an answer, Anthony frowned and looked at Mephisto's back, with some anger rising in his heart.

Refusing to communicate with your companions during battle is a very bad sign.

"you……"

At this time, Mephisto spoke for the first time after a long silence:
"We have arrived."

"Are we here? You said we've arrived at Outpost No. [-]?"

"Well, and unfortunately..."

The indifferent voice sounded colder than before, just hearing it made Anthony feel uneasy.

what happened?
"We are late."

Clang...

Clenching the spear in his hand, Ning Feng slightly turned his head to look at the three companions behind him, and said softly:
"Take up your weapons and prepare to fight."

His words were paused, not for other reasons, but just to suppress his almost irresistible killing intent.

他 说:

"Fight the enemy who killed our comrades in arms."

kill them!
Take revenge for your comrades!