Walking through the steps, Ike looked at the tragic scene on the platform five minutes ago, a fierce hand-to-hand combat broke out in front of the left side of their starting position. The players met a Chaos Group on a platform, and then with the platform as the center, at least two thousand players fell on the entire garden and square. The Chaos Group was not good either. The completely violent players surrounded Chaos with a battlefield wider than Chaos, and eventually forced the Chaos Group to burn their battle banners. A total of thousands of people ran away in a battle group.

When Ike's battle came here, the battle was almost over. Ike and his team were more likely to rescue the wounded and execute all the Chaos wounded soldiers at the same time.

"All dead, no wounded are found here." The prairie elf priest wearing white gloves glanced at Ike, and then said to his companions.

"This is the beginning of the battle. Thousands of people from the two corps under the 'Barlow' flag' team died here. These big men fought all the last one." His companions confirmed the armband on the body in front of him: "Look, this guy is also a member of the Barlow's flag. He was stabbed to death. The dagger of chaos penetrated his lungs and heart." Then he saw the musket in the hand of the dead man: "The bullets were all gone, and it seemed that he had killed the two chaos around him."

Ike stepped on his feet, carefully not stepping on these big men, but when he encountered chaos, this little thing stepped on their bodies without hesitation.

"Hey, little guy, what are you doing here?" the pastor asked.

"I'm here to find my girlfriend, and her wing was thrown into this battlefield." Ike looked around, and there were big men everywhere, whether it was players or chaos, which made it difficult for young people to see their kind, after all, these guys are too big.

"Then you should go there. What you are looking for is the 'Dadabney' roster of romance' of our tribe, right? The girls rushed into the battlefield from the road on the east side. It was supposed to be an advantageous battle, but the Chaos happened to be a hand-to-hand combat team composed of Chaos eggs at that time, and the girls made great sacrifices." The priest's companion pointed to the square on the east side.

"Thank you." Ike held a musket in his left hand and said goodbye to these fellow tribes. He ran to the square. Grassland elves gradually appeared because the Chaos Eggs were the most terrifying hand-to-hand combat units. The deaths of these fellow tribes were usually more miserable. Under helplessness, the young prairie elves could only go to the battlefield medical center. A priest corps of the prairie elves established a first aid center nearby. If the little girl in her family was not dead, she should be found there. If no one could be found... Then either she died, or she had good luck, had good arms and legs to continue participating in the battle.

"Hi, Square Ear, what are you doing here?" The type of first aid center is Spiked Ear. Although both sides have different races, both sides have never seen each other. Even if they see each other, they will only use Spiked Ear and Square Ear to call each other.

"I'm here to find my girlfriend, her name is Vavalam, and she is a square ear."

"Is that true? Speaking of which, we are full of square-eared girls with missing arms and legs, but I really didn't care about their names, so you'd better go and find them yourself, how about?" Pointing to the interior of the emergency room, the pastor smiled and raised his eyebrows: "If I were you, I might have gone to find a bouquet of flowers. After all, the Seles people have a proverb that things are precious because they are rare."

Please, in this city, the tragic situation, the plants have long been transformed by chaotic energy, and the girl likes flowers. I wonder if she likes the kind of flowers with a human face and a mouth full of teeth?

Thinking of this, Ike had to bite the bullet and walk in.

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Sitting on the steps not far from the first aid center, Marceau looked at the grassland elf musketeer walking into the first aid center with his head scratching his head, and couldn't help but be familiar with the back of this little thing. After all, the chestnut hair is extremely rare among pure blood species with square and pointed ears, and is usually mixed-race children. However, Marceau really couldn't imagine who this guy would be. After all, it has been two and a half years since he relied. Some of the small-scale intelligence cats in his previous life can't remember much, let alone a person who was just looking at a familiar figure.

"Mr. Cat is very frightening." Several grassland elf girls surrounded Maso. The pointed-eared girls in the first aid center were tired and hit the back of their heads. Now all the wounded have been treated. The girls as nurses naturally have time, so Maso surrounded her with bold pointed-ears.

After all, it was a cat who could still be full of beards and tails after the entire game. The kitten that could be beaten has a very good market for the pointed ears. However, considering that I still can't disappoint all the poop girls in my family, the cat could only smile: "Thank you, I have a owner."

"Hey, is that?" The girls with sharp ears were full of disappointment, but they soon forgot that the cat in front of them was unhappy, and began to take a photo with Marceau: "After all, it's Mr. Cat who can beat him."

Well, since it's just a photo, the cat doesn't care about the corpses everywhere in the background behind him.

"By the way, who have you ever heard of Commander Yan, do you know where she is?" Considering that the girls were in the back, there should be a lot of time to get gossip information, Marceau asked.

"Commander Flame, I know that she brought a combat mage wing to cover the combat boat bombing team to the nobles' area, saying that she wanted to send the Chaos beacon and portal to heaven."

Speaking of this, more than a dozen grassland elves crawlers stopped at the edge of the square with the sound of brakes. A large number of grassland elves wearing red protective suits and carrying flame fuel tanks ran over: "Hurry up! Gather all the people who can still move. Just now, the battle group of loving fathers was encountered on the eastern position. Those guys were carrying epidemics. Considering the safety of epidemic prevention, we need to burn all the nearby corpses!"

"Will our body be burned?" asked the curly haired girl in the pointed ears. This should be the leader among them.

"Yes, this is the order given by Mrs. Lily."

"Well, I will inform our guards and let them help you pile up the bodies."

"By the way, Mr. Cat, come and help." Although I don't know who Marceau is, considering his appearance of full beard and full tail, the person in charge of the grassland elves said.

Marceau shrugged: "Okay."

But the fact is that the cat was unable to steal the life. Before the action was taken here, a prairie elves' traffic boat stopped in the square: "Who is Commander Marceau?"

"I." The cat raised his hand.

"Mrs. Lily is looking for you, come with me quickly." The driver on the traffic boat said, throwing a goggles over.

The cat took the goggles and looked at the person in charge, who looked innocent: "Since it's the wife who is looking for you, go quickly."

So the cat ran to the side of the traffic boat, turned over and sat in the back seat, and smiled and said goodbye to the pointed-eared girls.

After all, as a cat, I should understand that love and food in this world are the most unforgettable.

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Watching Chaos turn into a spontaneous combustion object under the attack of his own floating cannon, Yan turned his head and glanced at the similar type he was approaching: "What's the matter."

"Madam Lily is looking for you." Facing her compatriots, the cat girl was so arrogant that she dared not let out.

"Ah, it's such a busy day. Come on, let's leave the cover of the battle boat wing to command. I'll go to see Mrs. Lily." Knowing that the girl was surprised by her aura, Yan somewhat restrained her temper. After all, it was Chaos that made her angry, and Chaos that caused her trouble, and Chaos that made her angry were still Chaos.

What a few guys who deserve to die. When the cat girl thought of this, she glanced at the left. Chaos, who was about to kill the cat girl through the visual dead corner, immediately became a victim. Several floating cannons ignited the chaos in an instant.

After taking a look at the energy reserve, there was still 45%. Well, although I don’t know how much it costs to charge such a holy light organization at a time, in terms of usage, it really makes the cat girl happy, and more or less relieves the hostility in the cat girl’s heart.
Chapter completed!