章 1509: Falling Short

It had only been a short moment, yet all sorts of changes had taken place. The lesser skilled players might not even have been able to recognize what twists and turns had happened.

With help from the Sacred Fire from An Wenyi's Little Cold Hands, Ye Xiu's Stolord and Su Mucheng's Dancing Rain were finally able to convene. It wasn't over yet though. The two had established contact with each other, but it was far too early to say that they had escaped from Tyranny!

By this time, Desert Dust had recovered from the Sacred Fire. Again, he took the shortest path and ran towards the two at his fastest speed. In the meantime, the two Tyranny gunners weren't stingy with their ammunition. Lin Jingyan's Dark Thunder was also moving towards the front to stop the two from leaving.　　

The situation looked to be advantageous for Tyranny, but this time, Zhang Xinjie didn't dare let out a sigh of relief. Little Cold Hand's save with the Sacred FIre had happened once, and it could happen again.