Dozens of Tacet Discords surrounded Dongyang, attacking him.
As the only person in the Battery Camp who still retained his full fighting strength, he naturally stood at the front, drawing their attacks.
An Overlord Class Tacet Discord lunged at him, leaving deep claw marks across his body.
"Fuck!" Dongyang cursed, raising his long blade to block.
There were too many.
They were like an endless swarm of locusts.
Dongyang was pale, his whole body drenched in blood.
He glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye.
The young man had the Blackstone Gun braced against his shoulder, roaring madly as he fired.
For a moment, his voice drowned out the Tacet Discords.
When he could no longer see, sound was the only thing that could give him courage.
"This guy." Dongyang grinned, only to pull at his wounds.
He glared at the enemies surging toward him like an avalanche. "I'll fucking take you all down with me!"
Just then, the young man's voice came from behind him. "Dongyang, where are you? The Blackstone Core can't hold out much longer! Point me in the right direction!"
Once the Blackstone Core overloaded, it would explode.
In these final moments, he wanted to find the thickest part of the Tacet Discord Tide and charge into it with the Blackstone Weapon in his arms.
But he couldn't see. He could only rely on Dongyang.
The corner of Dongyang's mouth twitched into a bitter smile.
A Tacet Discord slammed into him, pinning him to the ground.
He roared, "Right here, where I am!"
With a voice to follow, the young man could pinpoint his location.
But the young man roared back, so loudly that even the thunder of gunfire couldn't drown him out. "I'll blow you up too!"
"Then we die together!"
Dongyang