"My lord, what do we do now?"

Hearing No. 1's question, Marat did not answer, but quickly thought about the current situation.

The order has just been passed into his hands, and the so-called attack on the Yanjing gathering place, in Marat's opinion, is completely to let the monsters in the entire Yanjing war zone go to death, and use his own life to bring some insignificant damage and destruction to the Yanjing gathering area.

For low-level monsters, it is difficult to disobey the military order, and after this order is issued, it has become inevitable for low-level monsters to go to the Yanjing gathering place one after another to die.

But for high-level monsters, especially those like Marat, whose status is not low, his own brain power is strong, and he doesn't have any passion for the demon clan, this kind of death, Marat will definitely not do it.

After thinking for a long time, Marat looked at his men around him—Nos. 1 to No. 5—and took a deep breath.

Going to the Yanjing gathering place to die, this is a problem that Marat will never consider. Although disobedience to orders can lead to a series of problems - such as punishment by the military department, reduction of status, etc......

But compared to one's own life, these are small problems.

After thinking about this, Marat raised his head, looked at the strange monster that was less than a meter tall but had a huge eyeball, and spoke.

"No. 1, use your ability to check the current defense zone of humans and sea tribes, and find out if there are any loopholes that can allow us to escape."

Hearing Marat's order, No. 1's huge eyeballs turned rapidly, and countless strangely colored rays of light shot out from the huge magic eye, instantly sweeping in all directions.

After a while, when No. 1 had collected enough information, he withdrew his skills, the huge eyeballs on his forehead closed quickly, and his whole body seemed to be hollowed out, and he collapsed on the ground panting heavily.

"How's it going?"

Marak ignored the overconsumed No. 1's physical condition and asked in a hurry.

"Nothing... Issue... On the human line... So much... Vulnerability...."

The number of monsters itself is extremely large, and the battle line is very large. Even if there is a sea clan as a reinforcement, the strength of Yanjing's gathering place cannot completely block the entire war zone---- the military can guarantee that most of the monsters will stay, but a few monsters run out from the defensive space, which is a problem that cannot be solved.

Hearing the news, Marat breathed a sigh of relief.

If there is a hole in the defense, it means that he and the others have a chance to live, and they don't need to pay attention to the bullshit order to launch a suicidal attack on the Yanjing gathering place.

"Let's rest for a while...... Ten minutes later, No. 1 led the way. ”

After Mara finished speaking, he leaned against the basement wall, squinting his eyes and thinking about his current situation and the punishment of the military headquarters after returning to the Demon Realm......

......

Ten minutes flew by.

When Number 1 barely regained his mobility, Marat immediately gave the order.

"Let's go."

No. 2 and No. 3 on the side quickly set up No. 1 and followed closely behind Mara.

Mara took the lead, pushed open the door to the basement, and walked upwards.

A steady stream of roars rang out from all directions, making Marat understand the current situation - the war had spread to the urban area of Tianjin, and there was really not much time left for himself and others.

Thinking of this, Marat quickened his pace again......

However, the next second......

"Puff ......"

A slight sound, combined with the incessant howls of fighting in the streets outside, prevented Marat from immediately reacting.

It wasn't until the footsteps of the five men behind him stopped and looked back in amazement.

Behind him, No. 1 to No. 5 stood motionless behind Marat as if they had been immobilized......

Five blood lines slowly emerged from the necks of No. 1 to No. 5, drops of blood like beads of sweat, slowly oozing out from the necks of the five monsters, and then the wound became bigger and bigger, and blood spurted out along the wound like a fountain, and black blood was sprinkled on Marat's body.

Marat, on the other hand, just stood in place, unable to move his body......

It's scared......

Marat's own skill combination is not strong, even with the blessing of the racial talent of the ancient demon clan, Marat's frontal combat ability is not extremely strong.

And now, he is facing a super assassin who can slaughter five of his subordinates at the same time in front of his eyes, so to speak, now, his own life no longer belongs to him......

……

At this moment, the air seemed to freeze.

A pale black mist slowly emerged from the shadows in all directions, and then slowly condensed in front of Marat, and about 10 seconds later, a middle-aged man with an ordinary face and a black suit stood in front of Marat.

The man stood less than three meters in front of Mara at will, a short knife in his hand was like a butterfly, beating at the tips of his flexible fingers, Sensen's cold light was like a breeze, penetrating the skin and piercing the bones, Senran's killing machine firmly locked on Marat, and his calm gaze clearly expressed a meaning---- he was going to die.

The instinct to survive made Marat make the right choice---- he raised his hands in the air and made a harmless surrender......

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man nodded slowly, as if admiring Marat's knowledge, and the corners of his mouth slowly opened, outlining a calm smile.

"You're Marat?"

Although I don't know how middle-aged men know their names, however, these are not important.

In front of the calm gaze and the dagger like a butterfly through a flower, the horse-drawn chick nodded like a peck of rice.

However, the middle-aged man's next sentence made Marat's heart sink wildly......

......

"The Seed of Destruction, right in you?"

Swallowing hard, Mara felt that at this moment, his IQ was a little insufficient......

Seeing that Marat was silent for a long time, but did not respond, the middle-aged man nodded slowly.

"Judging by your performance, it should be on you. Come with me, my lord wants to see you. ”

My family......

Although I don't know who the so-called adults are, I'm afraid there are very few humans on the earth who can command a master of this level......

Marat could already guess the man's identity.

The middle-aged man opposite Marat took out a black robe from the space ring, threw it on the ground, and motioned for Marat to put it on.

At this moment, the desire to fight back flashed through Marat's heart......

It's so close, maybe you can spell it......

In the next second, a gray light crossed the corner of his eye, and Mara only felt a pain in his hand, and one finger had detached from his body and fell to the ground.

The difference in strength is too big.

This middle-aged man who doesn't know his name has at least the strength of the top ten in the human race sequence!