"Puff!"
"Kill!"
"Kill them!"
"Help!"
"Everyone will die!"
"boom!"
The battle became increasingly chaotic and brutal.
By the end, almost everyone has lost their mind and is fighting only with instinct—not even as a human being, but as an animal.
Do whatever it takes to survive.
Just like that, I don't know how long it took, as the last weird hyena had its head cut off by the wind blade, the entire battlefield became silent.
Philip shook his body and looked around, and found that all the strange creatures in his field of vision had disappeared, or were all dead. The only ones still standing were their few crew members and the Gray Parrot reinforcements.
Is this a victory
It's a victory!
Phillip couldn't help but feel a burst of ecstasy. He saw Frank walking from the right, holding his stomach, and shouted loudly: "We won!"
Frank's expression was not much touched. He just glanced at him and said weakly: "Everyone will die." Then his legs softened and he fell to the ground with a "thud".
Phillip was stunned at first, then startled, and quickly ran over and tried to help Frank up. Then it was discovered that there was a very deep wound on the stomach that Frank was holding. It seemed to have been caused by a strange creature during the battle, and blood was constantly oozing out.
"Frank, you... you're hurt!"
"Are you injured?" After listening to the words, Frank showed a smile on his face, and rarely spoke normally, "That's okay, everyone will die anyway, I just died a little earlier."
As Frank closed his eyes little by little, he could clearly feel that as blood seeped out from the wound, power was rapidly withdrawn from the body, and his consciousness fell into darkness little by little.
It's finally over... Frank's last thought came to mind, and he felt a little relieved... He had discovered that he was indeed a man of bad luck, and the source of his bad luck was what he said. No matter what you say, the exact opposite will happen immediately, and sometimes just thinking about it will lead to disaster.
The only way to avoid this is to say the opposite and actively ask for bad luck. Only in this way can things go to the opposite direction, and only then can there be a slight turning point in the desperate situation.
That's why he kept saying "everyone will die" because what he really wanted in his heart was to never have this kind of outcome happen again like before.
Now, his wish has come true. It is true that "everyone dies" did not happen - he was the one who died, and the rest of the people survived.
This is not the result he wants most, but... at least it's not the worst one... So that's it... Let's put it into perspective. He killed too many people along the way, and now that he has saved so many people, he should regard it as compensation.
Now, he can leave peacefully.
it is finally over.
Frank felt the last consciousness in his mind begin to disappear, and then he fell into the endless darkness...
he died…
…
No, he's not dead!
"boom!"
At the next moment, a ball of fire suddenly exploded in Frank's mind. The violent impact made him wake up suddenly. Then he felt a pungent liquid pouring from his mouth into the depths of his throat, and he couldn't help coughing violently. .
"Cough cough cough!"
Frank opened his eyes with tears streaming down his face, and saw an officer with a square face pouring medicine into his mouth, while Phillip looked at him worriedly.
The square-faced officer reprimanded Philip dissatisfiedly while pouring the medicine: "I just lost too much blood and passed out. What's all the fuss about? There are more seriously injured people than him. Just give me some medicine and take a rest. You have to pull me here. It's really a waste of time." .”
"Okay, now that he's awake, you can give it to him yourself. I have other wounded people waiting over there. I don't have time to waste here." The officer said, and stuffed the medicine in the glass tube into Phillip's hand. , leave quickly.
Phillip took the potion and carefully poured it into Frank's mouth. He breathed a sigh of relief and said to Frank: "You are awake. I thought you were dead just now."
I thought I was dead too... Frank said silently in his mind, swallowing the potion with difficulty while thinking about what was going on.
What's going on? Didn't his death save everyone else? But he was rescued by someone else, how should this be calculated
Does his bad luck still have an effect now
Or perhaps, everything was just his imagination, and he had no bad luck. The reason why he encountered a series of bad things, and why he narrowly escaped death every time, was just a coincidence.
Yeah
Isn't it
Frank was full of doubts and looked around confusedly, hoping to seek some enlightenment, but all he saw was numerous wounded people.
The square-faced officer from before was leading many people to run among the wounded and treat them.
After working for a while to stabilize the condition of the wounded, the square-faced officer walked towards an open space.
There stood Goering, the leader of the Gray Parrot Reinforcement Group, squinting at the wilderness outside the defense line, wondering what he was thinking.
The square-faced officer walked close to Goering and quickly reported the statistics of the casualties. At the end of the sentence, he glanced at Goering and whispered: "Commander, maybe we suffered extremely heavy casualties this time, but... Fortunately, at least we won. "
"Won?" The muscles on Golin's face twitched, as if he were smiling, "The reinforced group of more than 2,000 people has been fighting, but now, only about 300 people are left, including half of the wounded, the magic costume wizard Including me, there are only four left. Not to mention other material losses, can this be called a win? Who won? At least the Gray Parrot reinforcement group did not win... She is already dead, absolutely dead... "
"Don't we still have three hundred people, and you, the regiment leader, can rebuild." The square-faced officer said.
"Rebuild?" Goering took a deep breath, then shook his head with a wry smile, "I'm afraid we won't have that chance."
"But..." The square-faced officer still wanted to persuade, but Goering raised his hand first.
Pointing towards the wilderness, Goering said: "Take a good look and see clearly what that is?!"
"What?" The square-faced officer looked confused, then blinked hard, his face suddenly turned pale, and the flame of hope burning deep in his eyes was instantly extinguished as if it had been poured down by ice water.
I saw, far away in the wilderness, on the horizon, strange creatures that had been wiped out, like mushrooms in a damp cave, growing tenaciously again.
Another group of new weird creatures are gathering, preparing to attack, and they seem to be more than all the weird creatures that attacked before combined.
Thirty thousand? fifty thousand? Or one hundred thousand
Densely packed weird creatures were crowded together, and there were really countless of them. Weird crustacean elephants, giant weird worms and other powerful weird creatures all appeared together, and there were even more individuals that looked even more terrifying.
The body was more than ten meters tall, similar to an orangutan, with thick limbs and red eyes. Even if it was very far away, it could make people tremble inside.