God level mage system

When he got closer, he realized that Luo Lin's robe had been cut open with a bloody hole of tens of centimeters, and the thick blood had begun to coagulate in the key waist and abdomen.

"Leave me alone! Quick! Get Mulu out first!"

Luo Lin's face was pale, and he pushed the old mutant behind him out.

The old warrior with a crocodile head was covered in blood, his legs were blown to pieces, and he had lost the ability to move autonomously.

Even though it was so seriously injured, it still had a little consciousness, and turned its grateful eyes to Luo Lin: "My friend, I can't be saved from this kind of injury. I want to fight side by side with the warriors of the tribe, and burn to the last drop of blood!"

"What nonsense, old man!"

Luo Lin endured the pain in his abdomen and said sharply: "If you die, the Yetish tribe will be finished. I have been here for many years and have put so much effort into it. I can't let it just be destroyed like this!"

"Damn tribal bastard!"

Mulu coughed out the broken internal organs: "Habib will not sit idly by to attack my tribe!"

Rumble!
The dull blasting sound exploded in his ears, and Ye Tian felt that something was wrong, the source of the sound was too close.

He quickly turned to look out, but saw a huge gap in the alloy protective wall in the distance, and a dozen mechas of the tribe slowly landed, stepping on the corpses of mutants and pouring into the tribe.

The defense line has been breached!

Although there are not many mechas in the tribe, there are more than a dozen of them, but they were defeated in an instant?

Is there a high-level pilot present?

"We can't delay any longer!"

Ye Tian knew that if he stayed any longer, he would lose his life, so he grabbed Luo Lin's collar, but he threw it away.

While pushing and shoving, two hard objects were suddenly pushed into Ye Tian's palm.

His heart skipped a beat, and he glanced at it. The first one was a crystal card, which was a letter of appointment issued by the Central Tribe.

And the other is a small transparent box, which contains a pair of small black ornaments similar to earrings, which are miniature quantum communicators!
This little move was not seen by Mulu.

"Save the warrior first, and only by letting him go to Khabib can we defeat these barbaric local troops, and our hostage rescue operation can go smoothly!"

There was fierceness in Luo Lin's eyes, and he pointed to his earlobe with blood-stained fingers. There was a black earring there, exactly the same as the one in the small box.

He stared straight at Ye Tian: "I will stay here to delay these unruly tribal troops and buy you time. With the support of the family, they dare not kill me without evidence!"

"I understand!"

Knowing this, Ye Tian quietly put the two things into his pocket, grabbed Mulu, and ran out.

"Muru, my friend will take good care of you!"

Luo Lin forced himself to stand up, picked up the particle weapon on the ground, and shouted to Muru with all his strength: "The great holy warrior will not abandon his allies, you are not old yet, you must regain your glory, and after you heal your wounds Call back!"

Ye Tian was thoughtful, and rushed out of the room with Mu Lu who was seriously injured.

The armored off-road vehicle stepped up the accelerator and rushed over, drifted sideways in front of him, and stopped on the spot.

The car door opened, and Lin Muwan looked anxious: "Get in the car! Let's rush out from the hillside behind, and the mutant army will be unstoppable!"

Violent bombings followed one after another, and a missile landed not far away, making Ye Tian's ears a little dazed.

"I'm coming!"

Leaving the seriously injured Mulu in the back seat, Ye Tian asked Lin Muwan to move to the co-pilot, and took control of the steering wheel of the armored vehicle himself.

Lin Muwan asked, "Why is this old mutant, where did Luo Lin go?"

Ye Tian glanced at the back seat, the old mutant had fallen into a shock coma due to serious injuries and blood loss.

"He went to finish his mission."

The engine roared, and the black wheels kicked up a dust curtain in the sand.

Ye Tian stepped on the gas pedal to death, the armored vehicle broke through the barbed wire fence and rushed up the hillside behind the tribe.

The darkness of night played an important concealing role.

Under Ye Tian's skillful control, the off-road vehicle was safe and sound all the way, and quickly crossed the ridge and came to the back of the entire mountain depression.

The explosion on the battlefield gradually faded away, and the pressure Ye Tian and Lin Muwan faced suddenly lightened.

"Let's find a hidden place to hide first."

Ye Tian turned his head and looked back. Across the pitch-black mountains, the sky of the Yetish tribe was ablaze, reflecting the ground red.

"Although the tribal troops are attacking fiercely, there should be quite a few mutants like us who have escaped. After the battle, they will come back to look for Mulu."

He slowed down the speed of the car, took out the coolant to cool the overheated engine, so as to avoid the scanning of the fighter mech infrared detection equipment.

The dazzling propeller flames lifted into the air and spread in all directions.

From time to time, the sound of roaring engines passed through the night.

Ye Tian hid the fully cooled armored vehicle in a low cave. The sound of explosions in the distance gradually subsided, and the battle had probably reached the final cleaning stage.

Recalling the details seen during the battle, on the tribal side, there were about seventeen third-generation mechas participating in the battle, plus the fire support of six electromagnetic seat guns, and thousands of tribal fighters armed with individual soldiers.

This armed force faced a tribal formation composed of thirty mechs, and there was not much difference in combat power between the two sides.

He glanced at the terminal on his wrist, and the timer showed that the battle lasted only about 20 minutes.

Under the condition that both sides have the same fighting will, there are only two possibilities to wipe out the opponent in such a short period of time.

In the tribal formation that attacked this time, there must be a fourth-generation mecha, or an A-level, or even a high-level pilot above A-level.

Lin Muwan took out the medical first aid kit from the trunk of the car, did simple treatment for the wounds on Mulu's legs, and put on a bottle.

Ye Tian once thought that the old man Mulu would die from his injuries.

Unexpectedly, the vitality contained in the mutant's body was astonishing, and when he rested until the sky was slightly bright, he recovered his sanity.

"You saved me?"

Mulu's body was still very weak, his eyes opened a crack, and he looked at Ye Tian's face: "How is the situation of the tribe?"

"The Horde team won."

Ye Tian put down the saber in his hand, and threw the unpacked food and water bottle to Lin Muwan who was on guard at the entrance of the cave.

"Is it?"

Mulu closed his eyes, his thin body trembling slightly.

Ye Tian divided some food and placed it in front of him: "This cave is fairly hidden, and there are no traces of mutant creatures. After you recover from your injuries, go find the tribe by yourself. We don't have time to take care of you."

After saying this, Ye Tian randomly stuffed the compressed biscuit into his mouth, picked up the weapon case, and planned to leave.

Mulu opened his eyes slightly: "Are you going to redeem the hostages?"

"Otherwise?" Ye Tian stood still and glanced at him.

"But Luo Lin has already been killed."