Infinite: die ten times first to add to the fun

The young city lord stood behind the defense line, looking coldly at the weirdos whose movement speed had slowed down a lot.

He tossed two photo stones up and down in the palm of his hand and turned sideways to have his wounds treated.

In the process of fighting with two destructive level monsters, he was hit by one of the weird tails. If he hadn't reacted in time, he would have been whipped in half by that tail.

But even if he avoided the vital point and lost most of his strength, the damage caused to him by that tail should not be underestimated.

"City Lord, your injury... you need to rest now. The light of purification has appeared. The fairy has taken action. The situation has been decided. You can go to the rear to rest."

The city lord looked back at him, and the coldness in his eyes made the man shudder: "Do what you should do, and you don't need to worry about the rest."

The old doctor lowered his head, but remained neither humble nor arrogant: "Your injury is indeed too serious. If it is not treated well, it is likely to leave the root cause of the disease. And take care of the patient so that the patient's injury can be fully treated. This is what I should do." Things to do."

The city lord turned his head, with a cold face, and tossed the photo stone up and down in his hand.

He quietly stared ahead. This was the front facing the tide of weirdos, and it was also the place where the fighting was the most intense. Seven destruction-level weirdos plus countless horror-level weirdos put them under unprecedented pressure.

If he hadn't been forced off the battlefield, he would still be fighting on the front line.

The doctor sighed and slowly took a roll of bandage and wrapped it around him.

He was one of the first people to join the resistance, and he watched this cold and stubborn young man reach his current position step by step, but sometimes he felt really distressed when he saw him.

He obviously has a talent that is as good as anyone's, but due to various coincidences, he can only be trapped on this planet for the rest of his life.

Obviously, I have the opportunity to look at the broader sky outside...

As soon as the snow-white gauze was wrapped around it, it was stained with blood again.

The wound was too big and there were simply not enough good conditions to treat it perfectly in a short period of time.

Moreover, the wounds that can be seen with the naked eye are often not the most serious wounds caused by being slapped with great force.

The doctor looked at it and sighed heavily.

The city lord turned over his palms, and put the two image stones that were firmly held in his palms into his storage bag. With a long arm, he picked up the blood-stained spear from his feet, his voice was cold, like I can't feel the wounds on my body.

"Is it bandaged?"

The doctor looked at him for a long time, then finally bowed his head and tied a knot in the gauze as if he had given up, and said with emotion: "I know no one can persuade you. If you want to go, just go. If you can't stand it anymore, come back. I'll give it to you." You treat it, just keep your breath, Central Hope City cannot live without you now."

If the Southern City of Hope was established based on the old man’s reputation in Vast Star over those years, then the Central City of Hope was built with this young man’s swords and shots. It was first a small gathering place, and then it is now a nearby place. A city of hope where tens of billions of people live.

Every time there was a strange violation, he was the one who rushed the fastest, and every time he was the one who was injured the most and fought the most desperately.

The city lord stood up, reached for the robe on the side, put it on his body casually, shook the spear in his hand, and walked out of the temporary tent with steady steps.

"City Lord!"

The outside was full of wounded soldiers being transported back and forth, and various supplies were being sent to where they should go. Few people noticed the people around them. The few who noticed the city lord were the wounded soldiers lying on the stretchers.

The city lord still had a cold face, but nodded slightly in response.

He held his spear and stared at the horizon. The starlight had slowly fallen. It was not long before he would fall back into the dark night he had seen for more than 20 years, but...

He slowly stretched out his hand. He had thick calluses, but his sickly pale palms immediately turned slightly bloody under the pink light.

He tightened his fingers, trying to catch this ray of light in his palm.

I thought to myself that humans are indeed photophilic creatures. He has lived in the dark for more than twenty years, but the light has only appeared for a few days. He seems to be a little accustomed to the day and is afraid of the night.

With people coming and going around him, he stood still and attracted more attention, so more and more people greeted him.

He shook his head and strode out with his gun in hand.

On the way, he saw a steady stream of wounded being carried back. Although there were still many wounded, there were obviously many fewer.

But his frown never relaxed, and there was a faint feeling of uneasiness lingering in his heart.

The strength of the three Hope Cities is roughly the same, but because he is a radical militant, to a certain extent, the central Hope City is considered the strongest.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible for the defense line to not push back a step under the strange siege of seven destructive-level beasts. But even so, the fierce battles for several days had left everyone in a state of exhaustion.

After a short rest and an extremely mentally draining battle, even a soldier with the best fighting qualities cannot withstand such a high-intensity battle.

Fortunately, the light of purification has come...

Otherwise, he wouldn't dare think about the next scene.

However, he was still uneasy in his heart. Everything was obviously going in a better direction, right?

As he walked towards the front line of defense, he looked thoughtfully at the back of Hope City.

Not far from there, there is an abyss that spans almost half of the planet. The first weird thing crawled out of it.

It's just that after the catastrophe, there was no more weirdness crawling out of it. Many people were saying that all the weirdness was already on the ground, and there was no more weirdness in the abyss.

But he always felt uneasy, so he often sent people to explore the area, but the results were the same, there was no sign of anything strange.

Although the abyss crack is dangerous, the surrounding area is a rare and good location for building a base.

Just like now, they only have to face the waves of weird things from three sides, and there are only a few weird things flowing behind them.

But ever since the news of the strange awakening of the first world-destroying level beast came back, his high-spirited heart has never dropped.

"City Lord? Why are you out?"

In front of me is a man with very well-developed muscles, with veins popping out from his muscles. He is at least two and a half meters tall. He stands with just enough muscles. He even looks a bit thin when wearing clothes. He is just over 1.9 meters tall. In front of the city lord, it was like a wall.

The city lord raised his head and glanced at him lightly. He smiled naively and stretched out his hand as big as a cattail leaf to scratch his head: "The effect of the fairy's favor on these guys is very obvious. I blasted one of the strange and destructive monsters in two or three strokes." The head, it’s looking for its head all over the place right now.”