As Laifu bit through the throat of the last severely wounded giant rat, the entire battlefield finally fell silent.
Lin Qiye waved away the summoning magic and glanced down at the Little Golden Dragon around his wrist. It had dimmed considerably compared to before, showing just how terrifying the Mental Power consumption of a top-tier forbidden spell was... Lin Qiye estimated that with the remaining power of national destiny, he could activate at most three or four more forbidden spells before the Little Golden Dragon vanished completely.
When Huo Qubing had given them the national destiny, his original intention had been to provide enough fortune for them to fight without restraint for two days and two nights without worrying about depletion. But he had never imagined that a single forbidden spell from Lin Qiye would consume such an immense amount of fortune.
"Lord Qi Ye!"
Fang Mo, the White Tiger, had already returned to his original form. He hurried over to Lin Qiye and the others, speaking excitedly. "Lord Qi Ye, so you were here too..."
Lin Qiye smiled. "We merely happened to pass by. Once we finish clearing out this wave of beasts, we'll immediately head for the front lines."
As the two spoke, the other Night Watchmen also rushed over, their gazes toward the Nightfall Squad filled with reverence.
"Instructor Lin, how is the situation at the front lines?" Li Zhenzhen asked curiously.
"...Not good."
Fang Mo fell silent for a moment before taking the initiative to speak. "Lord Qi Ye, we can go to the front lines too... I've already broken through to the 'Sea' realm."
"Me too. I've reached the 'Sea' realm as well." Li Zhenzhen raised her hand, her expression extremely solemn.
Several other Night Watchmen spoke up as well, their eyes filled with determination.