Magus Tech Chapter 1491: Desperate

"Puff!"

"Kill!"

"Kill them!"

"Help!"

"Everyone will die!"

"Boom!"

The battle became more and more chaotic and fierce.

By the end, almost everyone has lost their minds and is just fighting with instincts - not even instincts as humans, but instincts as animals.

Do everything you can to survive.

Just like that, after an unknown amount of time, the entire battlefield fell silent as the last weird hyena was decapitated by the wind blade.

Philip shook his body and looked around, and found that all the strange creatures in his vision had disappeared, or they were all dead. The only ones standing were their few crew members and the members of the Gray Parrot Reinforcement Group. up.

Is this a victory?

It is a victory!

Philip couldn't help but burst into ecstasy when he saw Frank walking from the right clutching his stomach and shouting: "We won!"

Frank's expression was not touched, he just glanced at him, and said weakly: "Everyone will die." Then his legs gave way, and he fell to the ground with a "plop".

Philip was stunned for a moment, then startled, and ran over quickly, trying to help Frank up. Then I found that there was a very deep wound on the stomach where Frank was clutching. It seemed that it was caused by a strange creature during the battle, and blood continued to ooze.

"Frank, you...you are hurt!"

"Are you injured?" Frank listened, but there was a smile on his face, and it was rare to speak normally, "That's nothing, everyone will die anyway, I just died a little earlier."

As Frank closed his eyes little by little, he could clearly feel that as the blood oozed from the wound, the power was rapidly withdrawn from the body, and his consciousness fell into the darkness little by little.

It's finally over... Frank felt a little relieved when he thought of the last thought... He has already discovered that he is indeed a man of bad luck, and the source of bad luck is what he said. No matter what you say, the opposite will happen immediately, and sometimes you will encounter disaster just by thinking about it.

The only way to avoid this is to say the opposite and actively ask for bad luck. In this way, it is possible for things to go to the opposite side, and to bring about a slight turning point in the desperate situation.

That's why he keeps saying "everyone will die", because what he really thinks in his heart is, don't let this result happen again like before.

Now, his wish has come true, and "everyone will die" did not happen - he died, and the rest survived.

It wasn't the outcome he wanted the most, but...at least not the worst one...then so be it...do the math. He has killed too many people along the way, and now that he has saved so many people, it should be regarded as compensation.

Now, he can leave with peace of mind.

It's finally over.

Frank felt that the last consciousness in his mind began to dissipate, and then he fell into the endless darkness...

He is dead...

……

No, he's not dead!

"Boom!"

At the next moment, a ball of fire suddenly exploded in Frank's mind. The violent impact made him wake up suddenly, and then he felt an extremely pungent liquid pouring from his mouth into the depths of his throat, and he couldn't help it. He coughed violently.

"Cough cough cough!"

Frank opened his eyes tearfully, and saw a square-faced officer pouring medicine into his mouth, while Philip looked at him worriedly.

The square-faced officer reprimanded Philip dissatisfiedly while pouring the medicine: "It's just that he loses more blood and faints. What's the fuss? There are more serious wounded than him. Just take some medicine and take a rest. You have to pull me over. What a waste of time."

"Okay, now that he's awake, you can pour it yourself. I have other wounded waiting on my side, so I don't have time to waste here." The officer said, pouring the medicine in the glass tube to Philip With a stuff in his hand, he left quickly.

Philip took the potion, poured it carefully into Frank's mouth, and said to Frank with a sigh of relief, "You're awake, I thought you were dead just now."

I thought I was dead too... Frank thought silently, swallowing the potion with great effort, while thinking about what was going on.

What's going on? Didn't his death save all the rest? But he was rescued by others, how should this count?

Does his bad luck still play a role now?

Or, everything was just his imagination, he didn't have any bad luck, the reason why he encountered a series of bad things, and the reason why he almost survived every time was just a coincidence.

Really?

Isn't it?

Frank was full of doubts, and looked around in a little confusion, hoping to seek some enlightenment, but all he saw were many wounded.

The square-faced officer before was leading a lot of people to run among the wounded and treat them.

After working for a while, the square-faced officer walked towards an open space after stabilizing the condition of the wounded.

Standing there was Goering, the leader of the Gray Parrot Reinforced Regiment, squinting at the wilderness beyond the line of defense, not knowing what to think.

The square-faced officer walked up to Goring and quickly reported the statistics of the wounded. At the end of the speech, he glanced at Goring and said in a low voice, "Commander, maybe our casualties are extremely heavy this time, but... luckily, at least We won."

"Win?" The muscles on Goering's face twitched, as if he was smiling, "The reinforced regiment of more than 2,000 people has been fought so far, and there are only about 300 people left, including half of the wounded~ IndoMTL.com~Including me, there are only four magic costume wizards left, not to mention other material losses, can this be called a win? Who won? At least the gray parrot reinforcement group didn't win...she is dead , dead..."

"Don't we still have 300 people, and you, the regiment leader, can be rebuilt." The square-faced officer said.

"Reconstruction?" Goering took a deep breath, then shook his head with a wry smile, "I'm afraid we won't have that chance."

"But..." The square-faced officer wanted to persuade him, but Goering raised his hand first.

Pointing at the wilderness, Goring said, "Look carefully, what is that?!"

"What?" The square-faced officer looked puzzled, then blinked his eyes vigorously, his face suddenly turned pale, and the flame of hope that had been burning in the depths of his eyes, seemed to be poured by ice water on the spot, and instantly extinguished .

I saw that in the far distance of the wilderness, on the horizon, the weird creatures that had been completely wiped out, like mushrooms in a damp cave, grew tenaciously again.

Another group of strange creatures is gathering, preparing to attack, and it seems that there are more strange creatures than all the strange creatures that attacked before.

Thirty thousand? fifty thousand? Or one hundred thousand?

There are so many strange creatures crowded together that there are really countless. Powerful strange creatures such as weird crustaceans and giant weird worms all appeared together, and there were even more terrifying-looking individuals.

That body is more than ten meters tall, similar to an orangutan, with thick limbs and red eyes, even if it is far away, it can make people tremble inside.