Wei Banmeng listened to Chu Kuanglan's muttering.
Even while running at high speed, she couldn't help but roll her eyes, her cool voice precisely hitting Chu Kuanglan's ear through the radio:
"Aren't you a soldier right now!?"
Chu Kuanglan was stunned for a moment, then scratched his helmet-covered head with an awkward laugh and said in a muffled voice, "Ah? Oh... hehe, I guess you're right! We're now bona fide Garrison Army!"
Just as his words fell.
The spearhead of the Garrison Army, sweeping forward like a torrent of steel, already surged with a crushing momentum, slamming into the Destiny Ghost Army that the four had lured out.
Boom—!!!
The deafening crash, the sound of ice shattering, the tearing of flesh, the wailing of the Life Ghosts, and the angry roars of humans instantly intertwined, drowning out the howl of the wind and snow.
Like two surging tides colliding head-on, stirring a froth of death and shattered bone.
