In the dark endgame, powerless despair did not fade with the retreat of the Numbered Monsters.
The Blood Clan figure spread her crimson wings, and the two falling figures descended face-first along with the circular patch of ground.
Naturally, there was no soil beneath the Simulation Scenario's ground. At this moment, while everyone fought fiercely in the air and on the ground throughout London's vast urban area,
they fell through an underground space nearly a hundred meters deep, like a vertical shaft, watching rubble collapse above through blurred vision.
In his hazy consciousness, Fang Ran was briefly dazed, thinking he was still in that C-Rank Ranked Battle. He had just brought down Lantehe Building.
Uh... after that, I need to...
He suddenly realized he could not remember what he was supposed to do next. His gaze was as quiet as if he were dreaming. Fang Ran only remembered that he still had to defeat someone.
Then red light flooded his vision. At the moment death came, when there was nothing left that could protect him,
the figure he had been thinking about how to defeat appeared before him out of thin air!
"Tu Er!!!!"
He felt himself crash into a soft embrace and be held tightly. Fang Ran heard her desperate shout through the wind.
A massive silver wolf appeared with a roar, while the spirit barrier and white wings spread to their limits!
But they were still pierced through in an instant by the powerful A-Rank strike. At the cost of the Bio-Armor vanishing completely and Zero Knight White Wings being utterly destroyed, they weakened most of its force and barely endured the blow.
Fang Ran watched blood-red blossoms bloom across the back of the soft blond figure. Yet she still forced herself to hold him tight, closed her