In addition to being a blood potion enhancer, Mark was also the commander of the Thunder War Zone in the eastern Pandragon.

So his current actions are actually very risky. No commander should expose himself to danger, even if he is stronger than many people.

Because once the commander dies, it will cause military chaos in a short period of time and will have a crucial impact on the entire battle situation and morale of the army.

This is not as simple as personal safety, but is for the sake of the entire battle situation, not to mention that he was seriously injured before this.

Before this, Mark encountered a monster who could hide his body and specifically attack human commanders.

Mark suffered from the injury there, because he did not have the flame demonization, his defense was much worse, and the enemy still attacked him.

However, that guy was also killed by Mark, but even so, Mark could not guarantee whether there were such monsters around him...

The smoke gradually dissipated, and Mark's giant blade was inserted on the head of the sarcoma monster. The blood was gushing out by the scorching flames on Mark's body.

Rockets can leave a scorched mark on the epidermis of this creature, indicating that a certain temperature can indeed destroy the monster's skin structure, but the main damage of the bomb is shock wave + high-temperature explosion damage, which does not last long.

But Mark is different. He can create high temperatures that are as good as rockets for a long time. At Hogwarts, what he learned is more than just some simple magic...

The flames were steaming, and Mark stepped on the monster's corpse and said in a deep voice to the soldier who was stunned on the spot.

"What are you still standing there? Send the wounded to the medical soldier for first aid!"

Andy reacted with the big man the most and quickly trotted up and dragged Louis, who was stunned by the meteor that had just hit from the sky, and pulled him away from the place.

Mark turned around and looked out through the gap. The originally clear and beautiful Thu River channel turned into black sewage like a stinky ditch, emitting an unknown smell.

The surface of the river channel was twitching with shadows like parasites. The demons and evil spirits on the other side of the river continued to flow into the river channel, making the water in the river channel darker and darker.

In the area of ​​the river, countless monsters are gushing out of the river, densely packed and endless...

The military support has not arrived yet, and there is no news on Hogwarts... The soldiers stationed in the spot, as well as guns and ammunition, were exhausted in these ten hours of continuous rotation...

But the enemy's offensive seemed to have no intention of becoming weaker.

In fact, their persistence was effective. The offensives in both the city of Dororo and the rest of the cities were decreasing, and even monsters were no longer appearing, and they had a chance to breathe.

The abyss never thought that they would suffer such fierce resistance in this world, which was completely different from what they expected.

But it seems that it was a leak of some intelligence that knew the importance of Pandragon. Under the manipulation of a certain will, the entrances to the impact points in other places have been basically closed.

Only the entrance to Pandragon is left... This means that Pandragon is suffering from a national tide of monsters!

The results are produced by them, but the pressure is borne by them...

An unprecedented feeling of fatigue gradually enveloped Mark's heart. Even if he had no idea of ​​any way to keep this place...

He didn't have time to think about what these two sides were doing now. He only knew that today might be the end of his life...

Mark has no parents, he is an orphan, so he chose to go to a military academy without tuition for life. He became a big soldier. After joining the special service team, he had no chance to talk about a formal relationship because he was busy with work.

So he is nearly forty years old and has no blood bondage. If he insists on saying it, Instructor Elon and his comrades are his only family.

But he knew that family and comrades always had two different concepts.

At least his comrades would not prepare hot meals for him in advance when he returned home, listen to his complaints when he was upset, and stay with him when he felt lonely.

In the past forty years, Mark has got off work with a tired body, and he will only face a cold house without turning on the lights...

So he envied Elon, which was exactly the life he yearned for, but Elon yearned for his life and didn't know what to say...

"Although there is some regret..." Mark tightened the giant blade in his hand, and the fire was steaming around him. He looked at the monsters that were gradually rushing through the fire network, "but at least there was nothing to miss..."

Before he finished speaking, a blurred back suddenly flashed through Mark's mind, and he felt a moment of loss of consciousness.

But at this moment, a chill suddenly enveloped his heart. This chill was not something that had not been experienced, but was the murderous intent that Mark felt when he was injured by a sneak attack before.

Mark's pupils shrank a little.

boom!!

A gunshot came from behind him. Mark suddenly turned his head and saw a monster similar to a corpse ghost but was covered in darkness facing him. He fell straight to the ground, with wounds blowing from close range from lead bullets, dripping blood.

A Remington's muzzle was pointed at Mark, and there was still a little white smoke at the muzzle, obviously it was like a gun had just been fired.

Remington's master was an old man in white robe. His hair, eyebrows and beard were gray, and his old face was full of wrinkles, but he was very energetic.

"Gan... Gandalf?" Mark directly recognized the old man.

Gandalf took Remington back with a smile, holding the gun in his hands and raised his eyebrows at him, "The weapon you gave me is really useful, Mr. Mark. Are there any big guys here that are more powerful and suitable for me?"

The rapid roar of guns on one wall attracted Gandalf's attention. He turned his head and was directly fascinated by the six-barrel Vulcan cannon on the wall.

The constantly gushing flames, the rhythmic roar, the extremely decisive rate of fire, and the devastating power caused by this weapon to hit those monsters.

Gandalf widened his eyes, looked at Remington in his hand, and then looked at the Vulcan cannon.

He pointed to the thing: "I saved your life, Mr. Mark, can I ask for a handful of that thing? Of course, I can pay for it."

"No...no...wait," Mark reacted, "Gandalff, how could you be here?"

Gandalf smiled mysteriously: "It's not just me, I also brought a lot of friends..."

Hiss ~

Behind Gandalf, circles of sparks gradually expanded, and the space gate appeared behind the city wall, and behind the space gate, an army of gorgeous armor was arranged neatly.

In front of the elves, Leglas Green Leaf pointed at Mark Yan and Mark gave him the pistol...
Chapter completed!