Leap, flash.
The black-and-red Dragon An Inner City seemed to be staging a grand chase.
No one knew what was attracting this monster.
Despite the attacks from a massive number of troops behind it, the Blood Corpse was currently charging rapidly toward the Base Core.
"Fan Bing!? How are you now!?"
"Why is that monster trying to capture you!?"
"We'll do everything we can to rescue you! But we can only do our best!"
Bump, sway.
Looking at the urgent messages flooding the communications channel, demanding answers from her one after another.
Fan Bing, held horizontally in its arms, did not reply. She merely stared blankly at the Blood Corpse that had captured her.
Or rather, Li Lei.
Even though its flesh had fallen away, even though the Blood Corpse before her had become something neither human nor ghost.
Those eyes belonged to Li Lei!
She could tell that the Blood Corpse Li Lei had become did not seem to want to hurt her.
It had even captured her with a hint of "timidity," protecting her carefully in its arms. Its sharp claws had retracted, as though it did not dare touch her, using only its arms to hold her up.
Its back muscles, stretched to their limit, were like a shield, blocking the attacks from behind.
Amid wave after wave of violent explosions and Psionic Bursts, they kept her safe from the damage of the shockwaves.
Conflicted, shaken, dazed.
She knew the people of Dragon Security had no choice. They would not stop attacking just because a monster had captured her. At most, they would try to avoid her as much as possible when attacking.
Unless this monster died, no one could guarantee how many people Dragon Security would lose.
She knew Li Lei had once lost control and