Four Split Personalities

Game Time PM23:47

South of Misha County, in front of Savar City

The city gate, temporarily coated with a layer of fireproof paint, had opened once more, even though it was scorching hot and had not been burnt to the point of deformation. Standing at the forefront of their team, Motan and the others saw the heatwave sweep out, and their eyes reflected a vision of ruins and devastation.

Behind the door were rows of houses emitting thick smoke, pieces of stone that had been scorched black and deformed, and everywhere one could see the collapse, embers, and wreckage—a post-apocalyptic scene that made the place resemble a pile of ruins.

And in fact, Savar City had indeed become a pile of ruins.

This great city, with a history of several hundred years, had been reduced to ashes in just two hours. Regardless of whether there was a possibility of reconstruction in the future, at the very least, it had now "gloriously fallen in battle".

Two sapphire-blue Magic arrays appeared behind Bora, releasing bursts of slightly salty mist that enveloped the group, making the slow health-draining sensation a bit more comfortable for Motan and Guxiaole. Even though the surrounding temperature was still extremely hot, the stacking status of [Baking] on their character panels finally faded away.

Behind the group, the combined force of Mages and Clergy also unanimously began to bestow large-scale Water Magic or supporting Divine Arts on everyone else to ensure that no one would bear too much additional burden in the upcoming battle.

Even if the fire had died down, the high-temperature environment and poor air quality inside the city would still cause most people to feel extremely uncomfortable, which, in turn, would greatly reduce their combat effectiveness. And the combined forces could not afford any reduction in effectiveness right now.

"Are you sure you want to join us on the frontline?"

Cordova glanced at Motan with some concern, smacking his lips, and said, "To be honest, I’d really suggest that you stay in the back. Not to mention that you’re pretty much the big boss of the combined forces right now, even if you were just a common soldier, a priest with such a thin skin and low blood volume isn’t suitable for the frontline."

Mounted on a war wolf and wielding a small round shield, Motan shook his head slightly, and chuckled, "I’m not the Commander anymore, and besides, this battle doesn’t really require any command. We’re all at the end of our tether, and what needs to be fought for now is willpower rather than tactics. All we can do is either wipe out the enemy in a bloodbath or be wiped out by them, there are no third options. As for why I want to charge at the forefront with you..."

"It’s to check if Yu Chen is alright, isn’t it?"

Cordova cunningly interrupted Motan and whispered with a low chuckle, "Tsk tsk, I heard that you two have been together from the start, even went to watch a movie alone after spending New Year’s Eve with us. Not bad, lad, you’re pretty quick on the uptake."

"You’re thinking too much!"

Motan glared at him wearily and shrugged, "Firstly, the movie was just a coincidence, and it wasn’t just the two of us; we mainly accompanied a little girl who got along well with me to the cinema that day. Secondly, I didn’t make a move. All the gossip is just because we’re both players, and it seemed we were quite familiar—that’s it. Get it?"

Cordova’s focus was very unique. After listening, he immediately asked, "Why did you say you got along well with that little girl? Got a thing for lolis? A father-daughter bond? Or did you make a mistake when you were younger, resulting in a child..."

"Shut up, none of the above!"

Motan, with a livid face, cut him off and gritted his teeth, "The only reason we got along is that the kid was lost in the mall as well!"

Cordova was shocked, "You got lost again?!"

The ’again’ was quite expressive.

However, Motan shook his head, "No, that didn’t happen. But as you know, my sense of direction isn’t great..."

"And then?"

"And then the two of us accompanied the child to see ’Xiongxiong’s Big Movie: When the Wolf Loves the Sheep, Love Goes Wild.’

Motan sighed, his expression a bit strange.

Cordova expressed deep sympathy, "Tough break, buddy."

"No, actually, it was quite good. Yu Chen and the kid were crying buckets..."

"..."

Cordova wisely shut up, completely missing the point that Motan had deftly changed the subject and had skillfully avoided the question of ’whether he wanted to check if anything had happened to Yu Chen.’

"The Yu Chen you’re talking about, that’s the Saintess Morning Forgotten Language, right?"

Guxiaole approached Motan and raised an eyebrow, curious, "The girl who’s been with you during the repair time?"

The ’Great Yin-Yang Master’ was enveloped in a cool white vapor, looking as though he had just been brought out of a refrigerator on a hot summer day, appearing quite comfortable in contrast to a sweating Motan.

Anxious to wait for the large group that was still invoking statuses, Motan nonchalantly nodded in response, "Yeah, what about her?"

"Nothing much, just think that girl has really anime-like boobs, good proportions, makes you want to strip her."

"Hey..."

"Just kidding."

Guxiaole blinked and said slyly, "By the way, she seems to be alive right now."

Motan was taken aback, "What?..."

Just then, Ger happened to ride by on his short-legged horse, speaking solemnly to Motan, "Everyone is ready. We can leave at any time."

"I know."

Motan turned to look back at his suicide squad shrouded in thin mist, then at the large forces boosted with various Divine Arts and Magic behind them, and let out a sigh. "Let’s get going..."