Chapter 3896： Difficult situation

The gazes of countless monks were all paying attention to the messenger team, including Tang Zhen.

He opened his mind to the kingdom of God, sent these messenger teams into it, and then chose to wait and see.

It's not that he doesn't want to interfere, but that the more interference, the greater the backlash caused, just like adding fuel to the fire.

The only thing that can be done is to formulate some special rules to enhance the combat effectiveness of the messenger team as much as possible so that they can persist for a longer time.

For example, this upgrade mode can ensure that the injury is healed after the upgrade, allowing the messenger team to have a stronger combat effectiveness.

The chaotic divinity that prevents attacks, but also has the ability to upgrade and heal, and the number is endless.

Kill a wave of monsters, and more monsters will appear.

It is indeed quite difficult for the monster to break through the interception and reach the position of the teleportation array.

This is the only way. If this wave of actions fails, Tang Zhen will continue to try.

No matter how great the sacrifice is made, the news must be passed on.

As the fighting continued, the team of messengers who had been fighting each other slowly moved closer to one place.

They found that it is easy to be surrounded by fighting alone, and if they can lean against each other, it will greatly reduce the difficulty of the battle.

Form a huge group and give your back to other teams, and you can also have a chance to take a break.

Before this operation, each family chose closed training for fear that others would know their tactics.

This kind of large teamwork has not been considered at all, and it is rejected from the bottom of my heart.

Everyone wants to take advantage of it alone and is unwilling to share it with others.

As a result, when I arrived on the battlefield, I discovered that such behavior was quite short-sighted, and a small team alone was like a small sampan in the raging waves, and it was not as stable and safe as a big ship.

If we say that working together can take a hundred steps, it may not even take 50 steps to go alone.

Many sect monks who watched the battle had extremely gloomy expressions and secretly regretted their selfishness in their hearts.

If it weren't for greed, how could such a thing happen?

It's just regretting now, but it's already a step too late.

Seeing that the team had awakened and tried to get closer and cooperated, the monks who watched the battle were also slightly relieved.

There are also many monks in the audience who once placed heavy bets in the gambling round, betting on the length of time the teams persisted and whether they could win the final victory.

If the messenger team is destroyed halfway and the expected time is not reached, they are very likely to lose their money.

The desperate messenger team is related to their money bag, and naturally hopes to persist long enough.

The messenger team of the Kingdom of God naturally did not know the thoughts of the outside audience, and was still focusing on fighting the monsters.

The Guardians who have been able to persist until now have killed more than one enemy, and their level has been increased more than once.

Although the strength is constantly improving, but the pressure is also increasing.

Above their heads, a clear arrow could be seen, indicating the way forward.

Although there is no need to worry about getting lost, the process of advancing is too difficult, and every step forward is a river of blood.

The cold and ruthless black-armored monk is obviously a flesh and blood body, but he doesn't care about the pain and death at all.

Waves rushed up, and they did not hesitate to change their lives, dragging the messenger team hard and fast.

The shock of the team members from the beginning quickly turned into numbness, and in the end there was only endless indifference.

All kinds of emotions have been diluted with the fight, and gradually become cold machines.

Fighting ceaselessly, just to achieve the ultimate goal, even no longer caring about his own life.

Sure enough, this terrible environment is the easiest to turn people into demons.

After paying a terrible price, the scattered teams finally got together and tried to hand over their backs to their former competitors to resist waves of attacks from the monsters.

The originally small camp immediately became bigger. The monks only needed to resist the enemies in front of them, and the wounded could temporarily retreat to the back to rest.

The messenger in the team is still located in the center, enjoying the desperate protection of the guardian.

Seeing those teammates who were seriously injured or even swallowed by monsters, some of the messengers felt painful and unbearable.

However, there are also some messengers who have been brainwashed by the Zongmen quite successfully and believe that the sacrifices of their teammates are justified.

Including themselves, they also have to make sacrifices at critical moments to complete their lofty mission.

Compared with the interests of the sect, his own existence is not worth mentioning, even if it is sacrifice, it does not matter.

In order to make the messenger team desperate, these sects used a lot of methods, knowing it with affection, moving it with reason, and receiving huge benefits.

Every member who participated in the action was truly willing and determined.

If the conditions are not met, there is no qualification to participate in the task at all and will be kicked out of the team without hesitation.

Even if there is a shortage of personnel, there must be no hidden dangers left behind, so as not to lead to the loss of all previous efforts.

It is for this reason that the messenger team maintains a high morale, and until now there is no sign of collapse.

The little monk was still blindfolded, not looking at the tragic and heroic scene, but listening to the rhythm of his recitation of the scriptures, he knew that he had been affected.

Moreover, the curse at this moment is no longer for concentration and meditation, but for the sake of the deceased.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Suddenly there was a voice coming from my ear, listening to a woman, letting the little monk's chanting pause slightly.

"I'm fine, leave me alone, hurry up!"

Another voice sounded, still so familiar, but compared to the cynicism of the past, the voice at this moment contained perseverance and pain.

"No, let's go together, I will never leave you behind."

"Silly girl, hurry up, you can't save me, you can only die together again!"

"No, no one is as important as you. If you want to die, you will die together."

The girl shouted loudly and rushed towards her trapped brother, but was quickly blocked back.

Looking at her trapped brother, the girl let out a desperate cry.

After all, the guardian is not a machine, he can't just watch the fall of his loved ones, but he chooses to die.

It's just that in the battlefield at this moment, everyone is fighting to death, and no one can provide assistance.

Even if it can be done, it may not help, because it is not worth it.

The girl asked her teammate for help, but she did not get a response.

Seeing that her brother's situation became more and more critical, the girl kept on asking for help and help, her voice filled with despair.

Soon she saw the little monk, hesitated, and finally chose to speak.

"Little monk, save my brother, please, he is my only relative."

When the other messengers heard the words, they looked at the girl coldly, with disgust and sarcasm.

Knowing that the little monk is a messenger, but still asking for help, such behavior really makes people speechless.

The little monk still recited the scriptures, as if he hadn't heard them.

The girl looked desperate, and the little monk was her only life-saving straw, and she could never give up easily.

She pleaded again, but still did not respond.

The girl was finally desperate, looking at her brother surrounded by enemies, she rushed up with a sorrowful smile.

She knew that she couldn't save her elder brother, and that she could only rush to death, but she also had to take action.

If you do it, you have no regrets in your heart, and if you don't, you will inevitably regret it all your life.

Everyone looked indifferent to the girl's behavior, and the constant killing and death had made them numb.

The girl’s approach does not affect the overall situation, it is just the difference between dying early or dying late.

When the two brothers and sisters got together and were about to be swallowed up, the little monk suddenly stopped chanting.

"Ugh!"

The little monk let out a long sigh, tore off the cloth blindfolded, and looked in the direction of the brother and sister.

"After all, the cloth strips can only be blindfolded, but it is impossible to blindfold your mind and not do what you know is right. Is this practice?"

Having said that, the little monk shook his head gently, and then sneered.

"If that's the case, what's the point of this practice?"

Ignoring the shocked eyes of other messengers, the little monk laughed and rushed into the monster with his iron rod.