Before these people could reach the depths of despair and resign themselves to death, Tor, who had remained silent all this time, suddenly raised his head and stared fixedly at everyone.
"Tyre!! Go find Tyre!"
"Lin An didn't wipe us all out, which means he must still care about Tyre! Only Tyre can plead with him for us! That's the only way we'll survive!"
After speaking hurriedly, Tor took a deep breath and shot into the sky, frantically waving at the broadcast "camera."
"Tyre!! Save Soviet Russia! Ask Lord Lin An to spare us!!"
Tyre had never replied to their messages. At this desperate moment, he could only abandon all dignity and pray that Tyre would see them and plead for mercy on their behalf.
At the same time, the representatives of the various factions who had already been despairing suddenly realized something, and hope ignited in their eyes.
That's right! If they wanted to survive, they could only beg Lin An for forgiveness!
They might not be qualified to plead with Lin An, and even if they did, it would be useless. But someone else could!
"Ron!! Ron, can you hear me!!?"
"I'm the representative of the South America War Zone! We're not joining that damn federation anymore! We're joining Dragon Security! We're joining Dragon Security!"
Following Tor's example, the sky above Egypt suddenly seemed to turn into a live broadcast devoted to making connections.
The representatives of the various factions who had survived now threw away all their dignity. They frantically waved at the "camera," begging Tyre, Ron, and Zhang Tie for help. Some representatives of the Germany War Zone had only seen Gao Tian once during the trial, yet even they tried their best to establish a connection with him, simply hoping that Gao Tian would "save"