The Weather Is Dry and the Air Is Parched

As expected, under Mephisto's Originium Arts, a large number of Reunion Movement members, including the Phantom Crossbowmen, were transformed into "Herd".

Or, to put it another way, a "Raging Host".

Mephisto's personality was problematic, but his intelligence was not.

His chosen tactic was actually quite simple: feign a continued assault on the office to draw Rhodes Island's firepower, leave a group of Raging Host to cover the rear, and then break out with Faust through a gap in the defenses.

The only problem with this tactic is... after breaking through, Mephisto still has to face the Lungmen Guard Department.

However, the Lungmen Guard Department, under Oute's intentional or unintentional command, was not to be underestimated.

As expected, the newcomers of the Reunion Movement, who had no parents to care for them, ran into this tough nut to crack, becoming a preview of Mephisto's fate.

"It's a demon! It's Hoshiguma!"

Someone shouted loudly. He seemed to be a local as well.

The little tiger bristled and shouted, "Lungmen Guard Department! Stop them!"

Thus, a solid shield wall slowly advanced through the streets, completely blocking the routed soldiers who lacked heavy firepower.

But soon, some infected individuals began to use their lives to cast spells.

"Fight them!" An infected person painfully squeezed out the last drop of strength from his body, while a powerful fireball blasted open an entire line of troops.

However, judging from his own expression, he seemed to have never expected that this would be the last time he cast a spell.

While directing the Herd in their fierce attack on the office, Mephisto also remotely channeled power into the Reunion Movement members who had already broken through the encirclement.

Despite his complete lack of vision, Mephisto spared no effort, driven by his simple desire to cause trouble for Rhodes Island.

This, however, caused trouble for the Lungmen Guard Department...

"Be careful! This type of infection causes a significant decrease in intelligence and a significant increase in physical strength! At the same time, the sense of pain becomes dulled!"

It seems that Ch'en has already shared the information she obtained from Oute with Swire.

The Lungmen Guard Department quickly filled the gaps in the defenses, but as Mephisto recklessly dissipated his power, more Raging Host would soon be able to tear open their lines.

At that time, perhaps his plan will be able to come to fruition?

That would be absurd.

"Eno! What are you doing!?"

From the "blank" space came the voice of Faust.

"Sasha! I've come to rescue you!" Mephisto said matter-of-factly. "RXF7! RF8!"

The two Raging Host leaders immediately projected the deadly Originium shells toward the office.

Several heavily armed operators intercepted them at just the right moment, and then a continuous downpour of rain fell from the arrow platform, aimed directly at Mephisto himself.

"Eno! Don't be foolish! The Skullshatterer and the Crownslayer will definitely come! Then I can go back!"

This is clearly a lie.

Initially, in the official plan, Faust, Mephisto, and the Sarkaz mercenaries were all there to create opportunities for Skullshatterer. They were more likely to cover Skullshatterer's escape after completing his mission; how could the roles be reversed?

However, Faust clearly still held some hope for this future—he was not nihilistic. To be able to live, to be able to live with Mephisto, was still something worth looking forward to.

Oute has no interest in melodramas.

Therefore, he looked at the terminal.

The Skullshatterer and the Crownslayer were already closing in with their squads.

With the fighting now subsided, the activity at the office was quite noticeable. Not only were the Reunion Movement's Skullshatterer and Crownslayer notable, but with the help of drones, Oute even spotted a number of incredibly fearless bystanders crouching by the windows watching...

It's only natural that they should enter the fray, but now is not the time for them to do so.

The wind howled as the near-ground aircraft skillfully and daringly skimmed over several high platforms. Several Super Terra ignored the five or six-meter height and jumped directly from the cabin.

In situations where there are virtually no "enemies" in the air, the near-ground aircraft itself becomes a small auxiliary tool.

However, war is never a fair competition; on the contrary, it is an asymmetrical game in which both sides constantly cheat.

"Are Doc Otter's orders absolute?" Ace immediately mocked Scout upon their reunion on the battlefield. "How come we never knew you were such a smooth talker?"

At this moment, not all Elite Operator are on the main island.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that most Elite Operator were dispatched by Kal'tsit to various parts of Terra...

"You actually think this is flattery?!" Scout said seriously, "I suspect you're Reunion Movement spy! Come at me!"

"Sizzle... sizzle."

"This is Oute. Here are the operational orders for the Intruder Squad: Delay the short Ursus man wearing a gas mask and the nimble Ribba woman as they advance. Do not kill the target."

"Intruders" is the temporary team name that Ace drew in today's draw.

"Repeat, hinder the target, do not kill."

PRTS conveyed Oute's voice to the two in a slightly electronic way.

"Don't kill?" Scout raised his gun and glanced down through the scope.

The Skullshatterer and the Crownslayer also noticed the aircraft passing by, but due to limited visibility, they had not yet detected the Intruder Squad.

"It looks like they are reinforcements for the enemy."

Scout slung the gun back over his shoulder and gestured for the other team members to take cover.

"To hinder enemy reinforcements, not to intercept them..." Ace rubbed his chin, uncertainly saying, "It sounds like it's..."

He shook his head and said, "Zip line! Heavyweight operators, Guard operators, follow me!"

Several sniper operators immediately changed their arrows and launched the zipline from the blind spot of the Skullshatterer's group.

Specially designed arrows drag along sturdy ziplines, firmly anchoring them to buildings or the ground, creating a cableway that descends from top to bottom.

Ace took the lead, placing his shield directly on the zipline and sliding down. The other heavy-armored operators weren't as "heroic" as him, and more or less used auxiliary equipment.

As they began to glide, the sound of the cable car finally caught the attention of the Skullshatterer and the Crownslayer.

However, Scout and his crew's harassing fire prevented them from attacking Ace and his crew, who were still on the cable car—even though they couldn't shoot from their positions anyway.

It seems that until Oute is willing, this reinforcement army can only remain stationary "on its way."

On the bright side, at least they were just blocked at the door by heavy equipment, not kicked around like a ball by a special forces team, right?

Meanwhile, Faust was still vaguely anticipating the arrival of new reinforcements.

Since Mephisto was being ungrateful and stubbornly stuck there putting on a melodramatic show, Oute decided to give them a tougher beating.

Chapter 142 Dry Weather

"Eyjafjalla".

"Senior?" The little sheep responded to the drone a beat late, "Please feel free to use me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her face flushed red, as if she only then realized what she had said.

Faced with such a terrible remark, Oute didn't react at all; he simply used Eyjafjalla literally. "Get on the arrow platform."

"Use Volcano against that Mephisto."

After confirming it again, Eyjafjalla exclaimed with delight, "You've given me permission to go on fieldwork?"

It seems that she has a somewhat lenient approach to "refusing fieldwork requests" regarding everything that has happened to her, and she is still somewhat self-aware.

Of course, Oute does need an operator with free time to help him brush up on Originium Studies—although this can't compare to his understanding of Originium before he "lost his memory," and it will certainly be filled with a lot of limited or even "erroneous" entries.

But something is better than nothing.

Oute did not answer the question directly.

Through Eyjafjalla's headset, she heard Oute's command, delivered with PRTS deliberately concealing his emotions. "Don't worry about Faust's arrows, Sharp is in position, the spearhead squad will keep the enemy's ranged units occupied."

Oute instructed, "Even though Sharp is helping to draw fire, if your body... if anything unexpected happens, you should still retreat as soon as possible."

"Senior, I can take care of myself. You just need to focus on commanding!" Eyjafjalla said.

Finally, Oute said, "In that case, go, little lamb."

The terminal's notification light is flashing.

"... I mean, Eyjafjalla."

"I understand, senior!" Eyjafjalla was a little excited to hear Oute's nickname for her, and she replied, "I'll go right now!"

Oute's instructions to the lamb were given almost immediately after he finished designing the tactics.

This led to an unexpected yet perfectly logical little incident: Mephisto was still talking to his "air friend" Faust.

When Mephisto is in good form, he might be a composed chess player. But clearly, his mental state has never been very stable... Perhaps a rider would suit him better than a chess player?

"... I'm not the same person I used to be! Let's go together! We can escape the Lungmen!"

Meanwhile, Faust, still hidden, heard a strange female voice amidst the noise. "Temperature stable, beware of fire!"

At the top of the office, the arrow platform, already a symbol of death, was ablaze with flames.

The flame was so conspicuous that, despite being quite a distance from the main body of the arrow platform, its intense presence overshadowed the colors of everything else.

Volcano.

At first glance, Faust could only make out a few human figures holding bows and crossbows, and a small figure directly below the fireball.

Oops!

Faust instinctively raised his hand to shoot, but the cold blade slashed down the instant he raised his hand.

This road is blocked.

When!?

Faust was caught off guard and had no choice but to raise his crossbow and use the handguard to parry Sharp's weak blade.

"Sasha!"

With Mephisto's exclamation, several Raging Host lunged at Sharp in a daze.