Anime card making

After thinking for a moment, Russell did not make a decision immediately. After all, this was his first time to participate in such a mission.

"What's the difference between the two?"

The garrison personnel were not impatient, but patiently replied: "If you guard the shelter, the reward points afterwards are relatively small, and there are more support missions."

Russell nodded slightly and fell silent immediately.

"It seems that guarding the shelter is safer, but it is true. After all, there should be other silver-level card makers here besides me."

"It's just that the current situation"

Russell felt that this demon invasion came inexplicably without any signs.

This made him have some bad associations.

"Huh, I still need to improve my strength as soon as possible."

Having made a decision in his heart, Russell said aloud: "I'll choose the support mission."

After hearing Russell's answer, the garrison personnel operated the identity information query instrument and said aloud: "I have reported it for you, and there will be news to inform Lord Russell where you will go to support soon."

"Thank you."

While waiting, Russell thought for a while and sent a message in the sect group.

[Russell: There are secret demons invading Nandu. ]

Not long after, he received a reply from his senior brother Zhang Jingxing.

[Zhang Jingxing: Sure enough. The secret demon invasion in Nandu this time is definitely related to the demons in the north. ]

[Zhang Jingxing: Otherwise, why would the secret demons invade the north so suddenly as soon as the card makers were transferred to the north. ]

[Zhang Jingxing: It can't be such a coincidence, I'm afraid that the group of masters can't stand it? ]

The words of senior brother Zhang Jingxing were full of resentment.

"Senior brother should have a conflict with the court."

Russell immediately realized the key point. The tone of senior brother gave him the feeling that it was not just because of factional struggle.

And he has always wondered why senior brother and second senior sister chose to go to the north. You know, Bai Yueming is guarding the coastal defense line!

[Bai Yueming: Jingxing! ]

[Zhang Jingxing: I'm too talkative, teacher. 】

Seeing the teacher speak, Russell silently looked at the message in the group and did not choose to ask.

In fact, his thoughts were no different from those of his senior brother Zhang Jingxing.

It was just that he did not think at first that it was the collusion between the masters of the court and the demons.

After all, it was a fact that Russell had long been able to confirm that there was a connection between the demons.

However, after his senior brother Zhang Jingxing said this, he did have some doubts.

Putting away his phone, Russell looked at the sky full of clouds and couldn't help but be a little lost.

"Hehe, it is quite similar to the Ming Dynasty before the crossing."

It's nothing more than a change of target.

And there is also an association forcibly extending the life of the Ming Dynasty.

"But why hasn't the court been replaced by the association yet?"

You know, as far as Russell knows, his teacher and Ye Diantang are definitely on the side of the association. It's hard to say about the remaining two master card makers, but just one Ye Diantang should be enough for the association to completely overwhelm the court.

Unless the court has other trump cards.

Russell fell into thinking until the vibration of his phone brought him back to consciousness.

[Please ask the card maker to go to Guanlan Community for support in time. ]

It was a task sent by the official.

After receiving the task, Russell no longer thought about the struggles at the top level. After saying goodbye to several garrison personnel, he quickly rushed to the destination.

The struggle between the court and the association was still a little far away from him. For now, he should do his job well.

"Mr. Wu, how about we go."

In front of Guanlan Community, a young man with a panicked look on his face said anxiously.

Standing next to him was Wu Di, the great wronged and kind man who had given Russell a big gift before.

Wu Di heard the young man's words and glanced at him coldly: "Go? Where to go?"

"You left without completing the task. Do you know how angry my father will be?"

Hearing this, the young man broke out in a cold sweat and swallowed his saliva and said: "I made a mistake, Mr. Wu."

Wu Di also had a headache at this time. The old man said that he wanted him to experience something and insisted on letting him carry out the task.

What a joke, with the strength of their Wu family, Wu Di has everything he wants, what's the use of those damn points.

Wu Di rubbed his brows, sighed helplessly and said: "If it doesn't work, just ignore those low-level trash and kill the demons."

Then, the corners of his mouth slightly raised a little arc: "After all, when I got here, the scum had been slaughtered by the demons, right?"

The young man's eyes lit up: "You are worthy of being Mr. Wu, and you are the one."

Behind them, a large group of ordinary people were trembling.

The few people closest to them were even more desperate after hearing the conversation between the two.

Originally, after seeing the card maker coming, they all thought they could survive this time.

But who would have thought that on their way to the shelter, several hideous and terrifying demons appeared before and after.

At this time, the blood-yellow river was rushing in the void, tightly surrounding the ordinary people present.

It was Wu Di's Meng Po.

In the distance of the street, several demons were breathing out terrifying breaths at them.

"Tsk"

Seeing this, Wu Di curled his lips in impatience.

If it weren't for the bunch of rubbish behind, Meng Po wouldn't have to spend so much energy to control Naihe to guard the surroundings.

Meng Po could kill all the demons in the distance by herself.

"If it weren't for the battle yesterday that caused everyone except Meng Po to enter the cooldown, I wouldn't be so restrained now."

Thinking of this, Wu Di's eyebrows showed a hint of gloom.

"And a dog's leg is a dog's leg, it's really useless."

Glancing coldly at the young man beside him, Wu Di began to think about the feasibility of ignoring the group of ordinary people behind him.

Although he would definitely be nagged by his old man for doing so, it's better than running away directly.

Besides, he would delete the surveillance video after the matter was over, and no one would know what he did.

Having made up his mind, Wu Di no longer hesitated.

Meng Po, as Wu Di's card, would not have any mercy.

The originally huge blood-yellow river shrank instantly, and after only protecting Wu Di and the other two, it rushed towards the demons in the distance.

"Sir?"

The residents of Guanlan Community saw the blood-yellow river retreat, and they couldn't help but stand there in a daze, speaking in a stammering voice.

Seeing this, several demons in the distance immediately spit out a breath and fled in all directions.

Wu Di showed a trace of anger on his face: "You bastard, don't let me catch you."

After saying that, he no longer cared about the ordinary people behind him.

At his signal, Meng Po controlled the blood-yellow water of the Nai River to catch up with one of the demons.

In just a few breaths, the demon turned into a pile of white bones.

But at this time, it was obviously too late to come back to protect the group of ordinary people behind him.

At this time, the residents of Guanlan Community closed their eyes in despair.

Facing the attack of the silver-level demon, they could not escape the attack range of the opponent even if they ran their legs off.

However, I don’t know if it was their illusion, but at this time, the windless street seemed to be blowing with gusts of breeze.

Just when the demon’s attack was about to fall, there seemed to be a faint flow of air around them.

"Boom!"

The earth-shaking explosion sounded in the street.

Wu Di looked at the changes around him in astonishment.

Then, a hoarse and deep voice sounded in his ears: "It's you, Wu Di."

The smoke dissipated, and the invisible mental power protected everyone like a golden bell.