Xia Lan glanced at the terminal's voice recognition, gave the other party a look, and nodded when he saw that the recognition was correct, and then said, "Will the group of evil demons we attracted cause you a lot of trouble?"

The other party hesitated for a moment and nodded.

This line of defense was taken over by an organization called the Integration Movement a month ago. It is said that they reached an agreement with an old noble in the North to collect a batch of minerals here... and the area has been around for several years

There has never been an invasion of evil demons, so their cannon fodders don’t care much about who is taking the lead.

He pondered and looked at the black fog group behind the car, stopped the car, removed all the metal materials that could be used on the car, and used the spell to remel it into an acceleration track and a solid heart with a length of more than twenty forearms

warhead.

When the five Usas soldiers saw the metal steel bars wrapped around Xia Lan like water, they became more and more awe-inspiring in their hearts-that gentleman absolutely had at least the fourth level of spell level.

As for the rare fifth-level warlocks... I just thought about it, I didn't dare to guess in that direction.

However, one of the well-informed people still heard that there is a fifth-level warlock in the [Integration Movement] who can control the cold. Although he is an infected person, his condition seems to be relatively stable. He is not just a person who can die by relying on the number of people.

kind.

And although that [Integration Movement] is an infected organization, since all the people above have spoken, they have to endure even if they hate it, and at most they can stay away from it.

"I said, this spell master seems to be an infected person, too." Someone said carefully in Usas.

"Don't look like it?"

"That's right, there is no source stone crystal on the body, how did you guess?"

"Didn't you see him not even using a spell unit?" said the man who spoke at the beginning.

The few people were stunned and fell silent.

After waiting for a long time, the evil demons arrived at Xia Lan's range, and Xia Lan quickly locked their core and started shooting continuously.

The four of them looked at the thunder that kept blooming in front of Xia Lan and the warheads that drew supersonic trajectories in the air, and the evil demons that were beaten into two pieces hundreds of meters away... and there was nothing to say.

According to this power, the two arrows they shot just now were like drizzle, and they could penetrate all of them and the car with just one shot.

(I don’t know how many years later, the legend of the brave man of cannon spread on this land...)

After cleaning up the evil demons, Xia Lan rubbed her head that had just rested for a while and waved her hand to the driver who had just gotten out of the car and watched.

When they understood, they returned to the car, holding the lost steering wheel with some soft hands...

...

Twenty minutes later, Xia Lan and the other two were taken to a temporary resettlement hut in the defense line. According to a team leader who knew the common language, someone would send some food and clothing to come later.

Leaders will ask them some questions.

Scarti has been lighter by ten pounds during this period, and the ghost shark has been lighter by eleven pounds... Both of them have been visible to the naked eye.

Although the canned meal sent by the Usas soldier did not have much amount of food, and it was not enough for the two deep-sea hunters to eat, it was on their territory and on the polar snowfields with scarce resources, so they naturally would not

Say more.

Xia Lan got two big cotton jackets, and finally she didn't have to expose her arms and legs.

I've eaten a rough canned food that is mainly meat. They were in tune with each other and said nothing. They leaned comfortably on the thick sofa that could heat up, leaning tightly together, feeling the warm current gradually melting in their stomachs.

, waiting for the so-called "supervisor" to inquire.

Unexpectedly, I waited until I fell asleep... The three heads leaned together, wrapped in big jackets, and slept extremely sweetly under the glimmer of the source stone furnace.
Chapter completed!