Four Split Personalities

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PM13:29

As of now, the first combat sequence has a total of ninety-seven severely wounded and forty-five fatal casualties; over seventy percent of the spellcasters have exhausted both their magic and spiritual power. The first, second, and third combat squads are all on the brink of collapse, having annihilated over nine hundred enemies.

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PM13:35

The former Captain of the Second Hawk Eye Team, Vandar Ray Xiao Mao, due to his physical strength value falling below 20%, accidentally came out of stealth and was besieged recklessly by dozens of mutants. He resisted for two minutes before succumbing.

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PM13:41

Shield Warrior Claus perished, exact time of death unknown. When she was found, she was still clutched behind her shield, fending off wave after wave of mutant assaults, having ceased breathing.

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PM13:58

Hodir Mountain Trail, Second Enemy Engagement Area

"Let us go!"

A tall and stout orc shaman stood in front of Feather Song, fists clenched tightly, "Deputy Commander, let us go! We have already rested!"

Behind him were nearly a hundred members of the Shaman Independent Group. They had immediately rushed back to the second engagement area to rest after summoning that thunderstorm, and until now, they hadn’t been allowed to rejoin the fight.

The emotionless female assassin shook her head expressionlessly and said blandly, "No, you are far from fully recovered. You are not to go anywhere until given orders."

The sturdily-built orc shaman gritted his teeth, his tone tinged with a hint of anger, "Word from the south tells me our comrades are falling one by one, while we..."

"No matter what ’word’ tells you, shaman, you must stay here until orders are issued," Feather Song coldly interrupted him, her voice stern.

"This is Hei Fan’s command."

"But..."

"No buts, go back and rest now. If you’ve rested enough, pray for those who have fallen."

Feather Song gestured impatiently with her hand.

Suddenly, an elf woman armed with two battle axes stood up abruptly and shouted, "What about us? We don’t need to rest! We’ve been here for a full day!"

Many warriors loudly echoed her, brandishing their weapons.

"I’ve already said..."

Feather Song sighed softly, shaking her head, "If you don’t need to rest, then pray. In any case, no one is to act without orders."

Tirio Wind Rage jogged over and gently tugged at his wife, whispering, "Hang in there, honey, Hei Fan knows warfare far better than we do."

The berserker, Grape, rolled her eyes and kicked her man in the rear, "You had a great time slashing in the front, didn’t you? Get back there and rest, scumbag."

Still, he was forcefully pulled back by Wind Rage.

Besides the Shaman Independent Group and the second combat sequence always stationed here, all members of the united spellcasting team, originally from the zero enemy engagement area, had also gathered here. These more calm and rational spellcasters were not volunteering rashly but were instead seizing every moment to meditate fiercely, trying to restore their magic power as much as possible.

"Hm?"

Bellia suddenly snapped out of her meditation, curiously glancing at the elf Zhengtai who was staring intently at her, puzzled, "Gandalf, why aren’t you using this time to meditate?"

The latter grinned, "I’m exceptionally gifted."

Bellia swatted his head irritably, "Then find something to do and stop bothering me."

Then, young Gandalf, who had already restored his magic power to 90 percent under the influence of the "Common M" talent, saw it jump up by another 2 percent.

At that moment...

"Everyone, be ready!"

Feather Song suddenly drew the short swords at her waist and declared, relieved, "Thirty seconds until we take over from the first combat sequence! Congratulations, your rest is over."

"Yes!"

The roar from over three hundred people of the second combat sequence reverberated through the winds, firm and sonorous.

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PM14:01

End of the First Enemy Contact Zone

"Fifth and seventh echelons stay behind, everyone else withdraw immediately to the second contact zone to rest."

Motan, holding a scroll in one hand and covering his blood-stained arm, shouted, "All shamans of the second combat sequence, Earth-binding Totem followed by Earthquake Spell, cover your front line to complete the handover, no matter what, you must hold on for at least half a minute; spellcasters prepare to clear the area, you have fifteen seconds to prepare, then find a colleague from the first combat sequence to get a Mana Potion, many still have some left; right wing Thieves stay behind, someone will replace you in a quarter-hour!"

Moments later, hundreds of Mutants at the forefront were suddenly hit by dozens of large-scale destructive magic attacks, instantly vaporizing half of them, followed by nearly a hundred totems emerging from the ground to suppress them in place, and finally the violently trembling ground violently flipped them over in a loud explosion.

"Great effort, guys!"

Grape charged forward, familiarly high-fiving a blood-soaked, strange fellow warrior wielding a rusty sword, and said cheerfully, "Head back and rest, leave the rest to us!"

Raymond glanced at the spirited elf girl in front of him and nodded with a wry smile, "Stay alive."

"No worries, I’m not afraid of dying, killing one breaks even, slaughtering two is a profit!"

Grape, without looking back, yelled and swung her battle axe, sending two Mutants spinning off into the air.

[These are true warriors indeed...]

Raymond chuckled dryly, limping along as several companions supported him toward the second contact zone.

Meanwhile,

"What happened to you?"

Feather Song looked sideways at Motan’s bloody arm and laughed with arms crossed, "Bleeding heavily again?"

The latter seemed to want to shrug but grimaced in pain halfway through the movement, ultimately shaking his head helplessly and saying, "It’s nothing serious, I’ll be back in about ten minutes. Please take care of things for now."

"You better rest a bit longer."

Feather Song tugged at the red scarf on her collar and waved her hand dismissively, "You don’t need to worry about things here for now."

Motan smiled, nodded gently, and said, "Then I’ll leave it to you, don’t forget to keep the message pane open."

"Got it, got it. Now go back."

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PM14:05

Midsection of the Hodir Mountain Path, the handover of the first and second combat sequences is complete. The combined troops’ numbers have dropped to three hundred fifty, while their Undead enemies have not decreased at all, continuing to be insane, brutal, and endless.

The first combat sequence, having been replaced, reached the rear as fast as possible for recovery and resupply. With the help of a small number of Clergy and civilians, they bandaged wounds, and restored physical strength, including Her Highness the Saintess who had just run from the station.

"Why did you come over?"

Hei Fan turned his face slightly, attempting not to look at the girl beside him wrapping a bandage around his arm. His left arm was too severely injured, and even Divine Arts couldn’t restore it instantly, so he had to settle for a quick bandage for now.

"Don’t worry, I used the potion Luna developed. I won’t be noticed by the Mutants for a short time,"

Yu Chen giggled, shaking her head, her small face eerily pale, her normally rosy lips slightly blackened, her exposed skin beneath her Saintess robe colorless, emitting a sickly beauty completely contrary to her usual aura.

Motan coughed, "That’s not what I meant. I was just asking why you aren’t resting at the rear... Also, that potion is only a prototype, and the effects don’t last long on you. If you consume too much, it can have serious cumulative side effects."

Yu Chen blinked, "The duration on me? Isn’t it only supposed to last fifteen minutes?"

"Theoretically, it should last thirty minutes..."

"Eh? Did you test it on me beforehand?"

"Cough, I only tasted it, what’s there to test? Just reading the product description should be enough..."

"Uh, I don’t think I did read it."

"Well, if you didn’t, it’s okay, you should head back..."

"Oh right, Feather Song mentioned you had a severe bleeding episode earlier? Could it be due to too much stress lately..."

"No!!"

Chapter 436: The End