Ilyena clamped a hand over her red lips, her heart pounding like a drum.
To maximize the power of those three weapons of mass destruction, to blow up as many elite cultists outside the barrier as possible...
They had actually used their own flesh and blood as delivery systems, willingly walking into that deadly mass of monsters to become human bombs!
What an insanely selfless sacrifice!
Ilyena's eyes instantly reddened. Through the thin curtain of light, she gazed at those three red-robed figures, her eyes filled with indescribable shock and reverence.
Yet the reality outside the barrier was a far cry from the "tragic epic" this Wasteland White Moonlight had imagined.
Tragic?
A sacrifice?
For the Fourth Catastrophe, this was a fucking jackpot!
This was their match-winning MVP moment!
As the trio followed the squad leader deeper into the center of the square, they grew increasingly excited.
"Breathe out... breathe in..."
Walking among the crowd, Lu Ziye surveyed the elite cultists and mutants around him, all Lv. 10 or higher, trembling slightly with excitement.
He even began rolling his neck without restraint, loosening his wrists and ankles as his joints gave a series of crisp cracks.
In the bag!
Completely in the bag!
They had successfully entered the densest, most central part of the enemy's spellcasting formation!
Red-named monsters were packed together in every direction!
They were so tightly crammed in that there wasn't even room for a needle!
Now they could turn into Jade-Faced Grenade Kings whenever they wanted and give these natives a little taste of the Fourth Catastrophe!
Meanwhile, [Even Monkeys Have Dignity], walking on the far left, was a "veteran actor" who loved pulling stunts even on an ordinary day.
Now, in his extreme excitement, he could no longer suppress the restless energy inside him and