The instant the explosion went off, Justin, who had been having a pleasant dream, sprang up. Taking three steps in two, he rushed out of the tent and saw flames shooting several yards into the air in the distance. His handsome face, illuminated by the blaze, was terrifyingly dark. Seconds later, the members of Justin's group had gathered around him.
<Article Five of the Western God Student Operations Manual>: In the event of an emergency, immediately gather around the team captain!
Five knights, four archers, two orcs, two rogues, two priests, and one miscellaneous support-type Enhancer—this was the standard team composition for an expert of Justin's rank.
"Move!" Justin spat out the word, and he had already vanished. Justin had once formed an iron triangle with Chihuahua and Esna. But now that Chihuahua and Esna had both been transferred to Commander Taige Rui's side, Justin's role had become somewhat redundant. So Taige Rui had sent him out to operate independently.
Taige Rui's current position in Dong Zhuo's army was Sima, and he commanded a motley force. But one look at the situation made it clear that Eastern Victory University was behind this. What use would it be to lead that bunch of old, weak, and miscellaneous troops into battle? So he simply brought his own team straight toward the eastern camp.
The blast wave and heat wave spread mercilessly in all directions. The tents were like tiny boats amid raging waves, utterly unable to withstand the devastation, and were reduced to dust in an instant. As for the people inside the tents, there was no need to mention them. This explosion alone had killed an unknown number of soldiers. Then chaos and panic spread through the camp like a plague, at a speed beyond imagination. After all, in this era