Chapter 48
"War, how can there be undead!"
George passed his army stab to Rova and pointed at the gray wolf's heart. Lova hesitated, but still resisted the tears and took the army thorn, and forced it into the gray wolf's chest, ending its painful struggle.
Standing tremblingly, Luowa looked all around. The gray wolf is eating the bones of the brown bear in order to recover its physical strength as soon as possible. As cannon fodder, the number of gray wolves has been reduced by 1/4; while White Tiger is licking the wounds of each other, as far as possible to prevent secondary infection of the wounds.
As the main force, the White Tiger's swift attacking ability allows him to attack the enemy more effectively, but as a warrior blocking the front line, their black and white fur is covered with several deep bone wounds. The little fairies have outstanding harassment capabilities. Their harassment attacks make it impossible for the enemies behind the front line to supplement and support the front line in time. Unfortunately, they are only good at harassment, and they have no chance to appear when they encounter a stubborn stubble like the brown bear; And the elven hunters of Lova’s old team members are either busy recovering bows and arrows from the corpse, or relaxing each other’s muscles. Indeed, they are the main output today, but if it weren’t for White Tiger, Leprechaun, Gray Wolf, and George’s frontline support To block, their bows and arrows alone can't stop all attacks.
Thinking of George, Lova couldn't help but glance back at her adjutant. In the previous several battles, assassinations, front-line support, frontline support, harassment of the enemy’s rear, output, attracting firepower, and even now in charge of helping the elf hunter to tie up the wounds, taking care of all the chores with just one person. , So that he is the busiest person in this team.
Should we say that this is a manifestation of the powerful ability of Level 3 arms, or is it the power of George, an independent individual? No matter what it was, Lova felt a little fortunate to have such a capable adjutant to share the pressure for her.
As for the poor former lieutenant Green, when he was relieved of her post, Lova had already left him behind.
Firmly, Lova saw Brownie, the little fairy in the distance, drawing an "8" in the air-that was a signal representing regional safety. Immediately, Lova began to organize everyone to camp, light a fire, gather food nearby, and ensure that they take turns on duty.
Soon, the night is coming in the busy sunset.
Lying on the lawn with a dog's tail grass in his mouth, looking up at the sky full of stars and the red blood moon, George couldn't help feeling very sad.
On Earth, apart from the moon, there is no such obvious second star, but in this World, there is no harassment of neon lights, no interlacing of artificial lights, and the whole area is as bright as the ceiling The pendant is generally clearly visible.
It’s just that, among the vast and boundless spots of light, which one belongs to the Earth’s solar system? Looking at such a vast starry sky, he felt a little scared from the bottom of his heart. Although George has a longer life than humans thanks to the Blood Race bloodline, what is his lifespan for the entire universe? Even the planet behind him is just a moment of insignificant dust for this fickle universe.
Maybe tomorrow, maybe someday in the future, I will be ruthlessly erased by the universe just like those enemies in the daytime, and the proof of once existence will soon be completely covered.
Just as George was thinking about it, a familiar voice appeared in his ear.
"What are you thinking about?"