The moment the explosion unfolded, even under the protection of the stone statue, Mandela felt a violent tremor that almost shook her heart out of her cavity.

But at this moment, she still wanted to laugh loudly.

She clearly saw the center of the bomb explosion, which was where the mysterious Sakaz woman stood before. A bomb of this magnitude is absolutely fatal to a mortal body, and I am afraid that even the real leader (Abrana) ) can't survive such an explosion without any defense at all.

"……So, what kind of picture are you expecting? Miss Mandela?"

It was so soft that it sounded like a lover's whisper in her ears, but it made Mandela's heartbeat almost stop for a moment. The devil's voice didn't show even a trace of fatigue, and it was as if he was staying by his side at leisure.

The black-haired Feilin suddenly turned around, but could only see the smoke-filled Tara community and the deserted ground.

"No, no, here, here... Do you think this level of attack is worth avoiding?"

The voice changed direction. It was no longer a whisper in the ears, but a rather helpless tone.

The smoke dispersed.

Reflected in Mandela's pupils, the figures that emerged from the smoke were Saoirse and Qin. Liu's face looked panicked, as if he didn't know what was going on around him, while the other Sakota's face was slightly calmer, but he still didn't hide the surprise on his face.

Only the two figures in cloaks remained calm. The ground stood there, as if the movement just now was not a dirty bomb explosion with fatal heat and Originium dust, but just a dust falling to the ground.

Of course...if you ignore that the place where the five people were standing was almost completely destroyed. If half a meter of land is cut off, it is indeed the case.

At this time, Mandela already felt that her brain was not enough.

She could not fail to see that all of this was the work of the woman Sakaz who could not see the depth from beginning to end. A masterpiece, compared to the bombardment in which the male Sarkaz drew his sword and detonated the first wave of Originium bombs, this silent but extremely precise coverage of the individual's defense ability was even more terrifying.

It was as if the former was a single blow. A cannon that blasts a huge crater, while the latter is a sniper attack that kills people at will from thousands of miles away. The former may be far more powerful than the latter, but the latter's deterrent effect on individuals is more terrifying than the former.

……Gulu.

Maybe even Mandela herself didn't notice that at this moment, she no longer dared to be hostile or even disrespectful to the Sakaz woman in front of her, but was just thinking about how to get away.

"According to the garrison's Source Stone stock, the bombing will continue for at least three waves, and the coverage of each wave will be enhanced, so if you want to escape, now is the best opportunity."

The faint voice sounded again, as if it was reminding something, Mandela's eyes widened instantly.

"You...you, are you going to let us go?……?"

"if not? Do you want to stay here to finish the meal? It's not even dinner time yet."

Through the cloak, Mandela seemed to be able to see the half-smiling expression hanging on the corner of Sakaz's mouth not far away. Although it was difficult to imagine the other party's kindness, it would not change the situation if he tried. To make matters worse, the Philin girl still called to the stone creation with almost damaged arms behind her, and took off with the"leader" (Ravshini) who seemed to be confused. The

Sakaz woman indeed never took action, including her That companion, and the elderly Sakota who obviously had some spare energy.

Until the figure on the ground disappeared completely, and even the sound of the third wave of Originium bombs came from behind, Mandela didn't dare to look back.

"The actions here have completely exposed us...that idiot Hill actually dared to bomb in advance without permission!"

After establishing sufficient distance, Mandela seemed to have regained some courage when facing the"leader" (Ravshini) who had always been submissive:"This is all his fault... The sacrifice of action is inevitable. But at least let the leader know the truth"

"……"

Seemingly accustomed to the reticence of the puppet leader behind him, Mandela shook his head:"Fortunately, operations in other areas should have been launched at the same time, and the anger between the military and the people will still be ignited. Even if our goal is achieved, Got it"

"……"

The long silence finally made Mandela realize that something was wrong. The Phillin girl turned around and wanted to scold the"leader" who always responded to her without saying a word, but she felt something fall into her arms.

At the same time, there was warmth and something flowing in her palms

"!!!"

Perhaps it was the dazzling scarlet color that gave a different kind of impact to the retina, and the film girl finally realized something was not right.

Drake, who was dressed in white, was panting weakly at this time. One side of the corner of his clothes was soaked in bright red, and where Mandela was covering her, some sharp protrusions reminded Mandela that she was her"leader" Didn't survive the Originium bombs unscathed like she did

"Oops... Tsk!"

Seeing the girl Drake moaning unconsciously, Mandela knew what she had to do.

"how so……"

"Hello……! Don't sleep on it... wake up! leader!"

"——Hello!"

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