章 42: Suicide Squad

Berdo stroke his beard. He and the others witnessed something extraordinary.

Berdo: "Hah! I know this old man. His the former vice guild master of the Mage Faction." He then remembered.

Nympha's eyes widen.

Nympha: "Former?"

Rena: (So that's why my eyes couldn't keep up with the old man.)

Berdo glanced at his two companions.

Berdo: *wink* "Let's back him up. We need to take care of our elderly."

Both of the young ladies agreed. The depressed atmosphere die with one powerful ally showed up. Berdo and Nympha leap and sprint to the old man's location.

Rena: *sigh* (I guess tanks are kind of a battle junkies. They really left me out.)

The scout suddenly vanished.

The fallen of thousand viles didn't cause a change to the viles' behavior. Death is meaningless to them.

*GURUUU!!*

Nine thousand viles roared out. Their thundering echoes are carried by the winds.

The old man sees an upcoming attack once more.

Old Herm: "Hmpf. This stubborn creatures didn't even waver."