Chapter 133

"The Yeti Squad has over five hundred members in total, but only a dozen or so have come with us..."

"Compared to the number of people inside the Lungmen, it wasn't a large number, so it didn't cause too much of a stir."

At this point, the members of the Yeti Squad pondered for a moment before giving an important piece of information.

"Mephisto and Faust are also on Platform 14."

"..."

Maria didn't speak, but simply turned her head and looked at the other person.

The members of the Yeti Squad were unsure of Maria's intentions, and after scratching their heads, they spoke somewhat awkwardly.

"Um... are you planning to take action against them?"

"If we were to take action, it would be quite dangerous..."

Mephisto and Faust were longtime friends, and their unique abilities combined made them a truly dangerous pair.

Of course, if Maria were to take action, they... probably wouldn't just stand by and watch.

As for who to help, that depends on the eldest sister's opinion.

But in their opinion, it would be better to help Maria.

After all, those two... Faust was somewhat better, but Mephisto was really not a normal person!

Even they couldn't quite accept Mephisto's act of using other people's corpses as tools.

Maria didn't say much, but after thinking for a moment, she looked at the other person.

Lead the way.

164.1

Mobile Platform 14...

When the Patriot returned to the area, thick black smoke was billowing into the sky.

His Icefield Guerrillas stood there quietly, neatly arranged, a dark mass...

Upon seeing their leader return, they all raised their heads.

Their movements were synchronized and uniform.

Patriot noticed that some members of the team were injured.

But they endured the pain and resolutely formed a team.

"..."

"It's Mephisto."

Without needing to say anything more, someone quickly came forward and reported the matter.

Shortly after Patriot and FrostNova left, Mephisto, who had arrived there, noticed them and launched an attack.

Although there was no commander, these soldiers were not beings that could be easily manipulated.

They quickly launched a counterattack and repelled them.

The price they paid was that several of their companions were gone forever...

After Patriot surveyed the area, he didn't say a word, silently leading the group step by step deeper into the city.

And soon, they saw the source of the flames...

Those were mutilated corpses.

It could be a man, a woman, a child, or a baby.

They were roughly torn apart and laid out on the ground, forming a large symbol of the Reunion Movement.

The flames of rage and madness surged and burned, emitting black smoke towards the sky that was neither a curse nor something else.

And within it, the grotesque and deformed Flock are protecting the very perpetrators of all this.

Mephisto.

"Patriot?"

Mephisto also quickly noticed the dark mass of troops in the distance.

His perfectly synchronized steps and enormous, terrifying figure spoke volumes about his identity.

Within the Reunion Movement, he was the only one who was like this.

"Sorry~ I didn't notice it before, I thought it was some kind of enemy that suddenly logged in."

Mephisto's face still bore that repulsive smile.

The Patriot's team is in a league of its own within the Reunion Movement; their black attire and neatly arranged shields make them impossible to mistake.

But Mephisto still used this lame excuse to deal with the Patriot.

This attitude is offensive.

He just wanted to give it a try.

It's important to know that the Patriot's team is known as the most powerful team in the Reunion Movement.

Even Mephisto couldn't help but feel envious.

Especially since he also wants revenge against Maria, he needs a strong enough team!

The previous attacks were merely an attempt to see if they could infect the Patriots and turn them into their own Flock while the Patriot were away.

Unfortunately, he ultimately failed.

But he made no move to kill the few soldiers among them... anyway, the Patriot were unlikely to actually harm him.

Under Talulah's leadership, internal strife within the Reunion Movement is absolutely unacceptable.

This is why he dared to speak to Patriot like that.

Patriot didn't waste any words; he simply led his army step by step toward the enemy.

Their synchronized steps created a tremor that seemed to shake the very earth.

The terrifying shadowy figures approached Mephisto step by step, shields raised.

In the darkness, crimson eyes gleamed.

164.2

This action caused Mephisto to stop smiling.

He continued to watch the approaching troops, his attitude gradually becoming serious.

"What do you want to do, Patriot?"

"..."

There was no response; Mephisto could not discern any emotion in Patriot's actions, nor did he hear any words.

The cold, imposing army, like black giants, advanced towards them step by step.

An atmosphere of terror is spreading...

This situation made Mephisto grit his teeth.

He disliked everyone, but he also knew that there were some people he simply couldn't beat.

Talulah is one, FrostNova is one... and the Patriot in front of us is one too...

But he still tried to struggle.

"Are you trying to break the rules set by Talulah, Patriot?! You've betrayed us too?!"

He yelled, like an annoying child.

Unfortunately, the Patriot still haven't set any example.

He simply moved forward.

They simply crushed the Flock and advanced toward Mephisto, step by step.

"Tsk..."

Realizing the danger, Mephisto gritted his teeth.

His rational mind told him that the best course of action at this moment was to admit his mistake, beg for forgiveness, or choose to run away.

But his strange and twisted personality made him completely unwilling to lower his head.

He angrily flung his hand away.

A massive white fog began to billow out, agitating the surrounding Flock.

But Faust, who had been standing behind him, decisively grabbed him.

"..."

The two looked at each other without saying a word.

But in Faust's hands, Mephisto gradually lowered his hand, glanced again at the approaching Patriot, and then turned his head away after a moment.

After taking a deep breath, Faust silently approached the Patriot.

The closer he got, the more he could sense what kind of existence this legendary force truly was.

The suffocating feeling of being enveloped in darkness brought him to the brink of despair.

But he also knew that the Patriot hadn't come to kill them... With the Reunion Movement's plan imminent, the Patriot wouldn't do anything to sabotage it.

All he needs is an attitude...

"Feel sorry."

Faust stood before the Patriot and took a deep breath.

It was like making a firm decision.

A moment later, he decisively picked up one of his crossbow bolts and stabbed it into his thigh!

The crossbow bolt pierced his thigh instantly, pulling out some muscle.

Fresh blood gushed out uncontrollably!

"I wanted to prove it with my hands, but the battle is about to begin, and I can't afford to lose my hands..."

Faust gritted his teeth and looked at the Patriot.

This was the only way he could think of to apologize.

Patriot is responsible for the deaths in his ranks, and he must also protect Mephisto.

At other times, there might be many other ways to resolve this issue.

But with war looming for a week, this was the only way he could try to quell the enemy's anger.

Even so, he wasn't sure if this would satisfy the Patriot.

A moment later, gritting his teeth, he pulled the crossbow bolt out of his thigh again and placed it horizontally in front of the Patriot.

His already Xubai complexion became even more ashen.

Breathing became heavy...

"..."

165.1

What does it feel like to be touched?

FrostNova was unaware of this.

Her Oripathy had penetrated to a point that was close to her bone marrow; the infection had seeped deep into her flesh and blood, and even someone as powerful as Wendigo could be frostbitten by her if he touched her.

This also indirectly proves that her life is nearing its end.