Published: March 2, 2025
“Enemy attack! Enemy attack!”
When the alarm rang at the city wall, the skeleton legion responded in a manner befitting their name.
Countless warriors rushed out of the barracks, extensive war weapons were drawn, directly facing the invading enemy.
Even the so-called patrol team, Little White's squad, reacted quickly.
The squad leader stood up from the shade and instantly drew his war blade from his waist.
“Warriors, charge with me!”
In an instant, the sound of blades being unsheathed echoed endlessly.
The next second, amidst the astonished gazes of the teammates, a gust of wind suddenly swept across the squad leader’s shoulder, and then, his head flew into the air, blood spraying like a fountain, soaking everyone in the process.
“Setting out for battle, only to die first…”
However, the unknown attack was still not over. As the breeze passed, several bone demons close to the leader suddenly had their heads shattered—until their death, they never understood who had killed them.
The tense atmosphere began to spread until a hero stepped forward…
“Brothers, don’t just stand there, run with me!”
Little White shouted as he dived towards the nearest defensive facility—the supply depot. The entire squad of warriors exchanged glances until the first person followed Little White's lead, and under his guidance, the entire team inexplicably began to move…
…
The supply depot. Originally, for these low-level warriors, the supply depot meant a military forbidden area, not to be approached lightly.
But now, who cares about that?
Leading the way, Little White ran freely in the wind until a barely perceptible mental fluctuation rang in his ear. The next moment, Little White suddenly dropped down, tumbling to the ground as if he had foresight. A gentle breeze swept over him, instantly shifting toward the distance.
“Quick! Run closer to me, I can sense the premonition of an impending attack!”
What premonition of an attack? Naturally, there was none. However, who can explain strange things like a sixth sense—at least these panicking demonic creatures weren’t thinking about such matters.
The team became a bit tighter.
“Second Egg, get down!”
“Zii…”
The wind blades sliced through, but the demonic creature named Second Egg remained unscathed.
“Thank you! Thank you!”
Second Egg quickly got up and dashed to Little White's side.
“Ears, jump up!”
“Zii…”
Within less than a kilometer of the supply depot’s entrance, the “magical” Little White saved at least eight lives, while those further away were swept away by the gust of wind.
The looks of the bone demons toward Little White gradually changed…
Until Little White pushed open the supply depot’s large door!
…
“Don’t move!”
When Little White entered, he saw the aged warehouse guard with a gleaming war blade in hand.
The importance of this supply depot wasn’t high, and there wasn't much within. Watching over it was considered a side job, also a cushy position—so, the bone demon who held this identity naturally had someone backing them up.
At least, Little White couldn’t afford to offend them.
“Old man, there’s trouble outside, we came to take shelter…”
Little White said awkwardly, but was interrupted by a foul-smelling breath coming his way.
“Get out! This is a military forbidden area! You scum should be fighting the enemy, or else I’ll…”
“Zii.”
With the sound of the wind, another head rolled!
Little White snatched the security card from the guard’s chest and wildly swiped it at the genuine supply depot’s security door. With three “beep beep beep” sounds, the massive iron door opened in response.
“Get in! Quickly!”
The remaining dozen members of the patrol team didn’t care about anything else and hurriedly dashed inside. Until Little White was the last one to enter the warehouse, his mind quickly caught up.
“Well, the supply depot is a forbidden area… and… we should be considered deserters, right…”