章節 229: Horror of Living

West Battlefront, Middle Side, Behind Kazak

"AGHAAA!!"

With a primal cry, Neo punched the approaching armored man squarely in the chest, denting his armor along with his rib cage. Blood spurted from the man's mouth as he flew back, crashing into a skirmish between another of his comrades and an Eldoris soldier, who seized the opportunity to plunge his blade into his foe.

Before Neo could catch his breath, he was thrown to the ground by a sudden attack from behind. Struggling for his life, Neo managed to turn around just in time to see a bearded man above him, dagger in hand, red veins bulging in his eyes with a crazed look. Neo tried to scream for help but found no voice. His strength was no match for the armored, high-level attacker. Accepting his fate, Neo lay back, gazing up at the darkened sky, where countless raindrops blurred his vision. He waited for the end, thinking of his parents and friends one last time.