Back at the 12th base…
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
Explosion after explosion after explosion.
A certain white lizard was still operating the base's magical defenses, his Mana running dry. But at this moment, even he couldn't help but feel like swearing.
Every time he glanced at the System, he saw the same bullshit…
[Lizardgeddon Objective: Conquer!]
[Casualties: Insufficient!]
[Legions: Too Many!]
[Work Hard! ^_^v]
"What do you think I'm doing?!" He snorted, but that didn't change the situation. Legions needed to be killed, and more lizards had to die overall. Time was running out.
Tik Tok. Tik tok. Tik Tok. With every passing second, the enemies made great progress. Their bloodthirsty selves were now about 40 meters away.
"We're almost there!"
"He doesn't have anywhere to run!"
"30 more meters, and we're shattering that core!"
I swear, at that instant, it felt like I was truly dying. I was picturing the best moments of my life. Was it bad that one of my thoughts went to an NPC? Some will say yes, but FUCK EM!