Beast Summoner

"You can go, leave Miss Dai'er to me!" Seeing that Hill was about to leave with Miss Dai'er, Fuck stopped him.

"Of course Miss Dai'er will go with us. This is our agreement!"

"Although I said I would release the members of your Thunder Mercenary Group, I didn't say I would release Miss Dai'er. Miss Dai'er must come with me!" Fake glanced at Hill with a dark look, and he had already done so.

It's a big concession, but Hill is really ignorant of current affairs.

"Miss Dai'er is the person we want to escort, so if we want to leave, we must go together!" Hill stared into Fake's eyes without any fear.

"Since you don't want to leave, then just stay. If the rest of you don't want to leave, you can also stay. I'll treat you to a meal! I have kept my promise and let you go. This is your choice not to leave!"

Fake glanced at Hill and the other members of the Thunder Mercenary Group, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He wished in his heart that these people would stay here.

The people of the Thunder Mercenary Group did not disappoint Fake. All those who could still move chose to stay here. Even those who had been seriously injured and fell to the ground moved closer to Hill. Their intention was obvious. They wanted to die.

We must die together and never live an ignoble existence.

"It's so affectionate and righteous! It's so touching!" Fake said, suddenly he flashed and stepped on a seriously injured member of the Thunder Mercenary Group.

Fake smiled slightly and exerted force on his feet. There was a "click" sound, and the seriously injured member's sternum was directly trampled and his sternum was broken. He died without even a scream.

"Farke! What are you going to do?" Hill's eyes turned red. If the people around him hadn't stopped him, he would have fought hard with Farke.

"I'm doing a good deed. Didn't you see that he can't survive? I'm helping him relieve his pain. Alas! Why should I be so kind? I would rather bear the infamy to relieve people's pain." Fak said.

With a look of compassion, he raised his foot and crushed the other man's neck.

"Asshole! I'll kill you!" Hill struggled to break away from his teammates, but one of his arms had been cut off, and he was too weak to break free.

The eyes of his teammates were all red, but they tried their best to restrain themselves. Hill had already lost an arm for them, and they could not let him lose another life.

They were actually very conflicted in their hearts. On the one hand, they could survive as long as they left, and on the other hand, they would definitely die if they protected Miss Dai'er. However, they did not choose to leave, and still chose to stand with Hill, unless Hill chose to give up.

"Hill, do you want to watch them die one by one, or take them away?" After Fake killed two people in a row, he did not continue killing, but stopped and looked at Xi with a playful look in his eyes.

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At this time, Hill had calmed down. He glanced at the two people killed by Fake and the bodies of the brothers who had been killed before. Then he looked at the seriously injured brothers lying on the ground and the man barely standing next to him.

Brother, this strong man who didn't even cry out when his right arm was cut off slowly shed two lines of hot tears.

"You all should go!" Hill sighed, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant.

"Deputy leader, what are you talking about?" Everyone else looked at Hill in disbelief.

"Miss Dai'er is the person our Thunder Mercenary Group wants to protect. You have all tried your best. I can't let you die in vain. You go! Go back and tell the leader that I, Hill, am incompetent and cannot complete this mission.

But I will protect the reputation of the Thunder Mercenary Group with my life!" Hill glanced at the brothers around him, with reluctance and determination in his eyes.

"Deputy Commander, we came out together, we must go back together, even if we die, we must die together!" The mercenaries of the Thunder Mercenary Group expressed their loyalty one after another.

They have experienced too many lives and deaths. Living is naturally good, but death is not so serious. Since they chose this profession, they had already thought that such a day would come to them from the beginning.

"I'm still the deputy commander now, and this is an order!" Hill's eyes widened, and a fierce aura erupted.

Now is not the time for ink stains. If you don't leave quickly before Fake changes his mind, I'm afraid there won't be a chance by then.

Everyone couldn't help but feel shocked. They had been with Hill for so many years, and they had never seen him like this before.

Hill was tough on them, but it was usually during training and when they were making mistakes.

In normal times, Hill is like their big brother, caring for them meticulously and caringly. Many young people even regard him as their father.

"Those of you who can still move, carry away the seriously injured brothers, the dead brothers..." Hill looked at his comrades lying on the ground with no signs of life. There was a trace of anger in his eyes, and he said

Feeling the responsibility and pain, he sighed lonelyly, "Just stay! I'll accompany you..."

"Deputy leader...we..."

"Get out! Get out of here!" Hill roared loudly with red eyes.

"..." Everyone looked at Hill, with remorse, reluctance and gratitude in their eyes, and even a hint of excitement for survival. Who doesn't want to live well!

One person made a fist with his left hand and put it on his right shoulder. He knelt down on one knee in front of Hill and lowered his head to show his respect and gratitude. Others also knelt down on one knee and repeated the same action.

"Don't play such nonsense with me, get out!" Seeing the looks of his brothers, Hill kicked one of the men next to him.

Although Hill was yelling and cursing, his heart was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He wished that these brothers would get their wings and fly away. Now was not the time to waste time.

After living and dying together for so long, how could the other members of the Thunder Mercenary Group not understand what Hill meant. Everyone stood up one after another, glanced at Miss Dai'er, their eyes filled with guilt, and then turned around to shoulder the serious injuries.

The brothers walked towards the distance.

Originally, Fake didn't really want to let these people go, but when he saw the other members of the Violent Mercenary Group taking the initiative to move out of the way, he felt very uncomfortable, so he didn't stop them and let them leave.

When the people from the Thunder Mercenary Group left, the people from the Violent Mercenary Group did not press forward, but still stood there, looking at the already very weak Hill. Their feelings towards Hill became very complicated.

Their opponents deserve their respect, and they hope to have such a deputy leader in their hearts.

"Miss Dai'er, I'm sorry, our Thunder Mercenary Group can no longer protect you. But don't worry, they won't take you away before I die." Hill looked at Dai'er with a guilty face, but

His eyes were very firm.

Dai'er shook her head and said, "Brother Hill, you can go too! Since God is like this, I accept my fate. It means nothing if you die now. It's better to recover well. Maybe there will be a chance to save my life in the future."

"Miss Dai'er, you don't need to comfort me anymore. My arm is broken. Even a wood magician may not be able to restore my arm to its original state. Even if I survive, I will still be a useless person. I might as well be more heroic now. Anyway, I

He is alone, so he has no worries even if he dies."

There was no concealment in Hill's words, and they reached his ears clearly.

Farke squinted his eyes and looked at Hill, "Hill, are you ready to fight to the end?"

"Farke, you don't have to be pretentious. Others may be able to leave. I'm afraid it won't be that easy for me to leave, right?" Hill looked at Farke with a sneer.

Hill is not a fool. He is very clear about Farke's character. He has offended him and he cannot let him go easily.

What's more, due to this mission, Fake was almost beaten to death before. If it weren't for special circumstances, he might have become disabled.

Farke held a grudge against himself, and based on his understanding of him, even if he didn't kill him, I'm afraid his fate would not be any worse than that of Farke, who was seriously injured before.

"Who said that? You can leave anytime you want." Fake raised his eyebrows and stretched out his right hand to make a gesture of invitation.

"Brother Hill, please leave quickly! Leave the green hills behind and don't worry about having no firewood!" After hearing Fake's words, Miss Dai'er hurriedly said to Hill.

Hill did not speak, but looked at Farke with a sneer. He did not believe that things could be so simple.

"But..." Fake suddenly continued.

"But what?" Miss Dale looked at Fake nervously. She didn't know what Fake wanted to do.

"But Miss Dai'er, you can't leave." The corner of Fake's mouth raised, revealing a sneer.

"I wasn't planning to leave at first. Now that we've reached this point, it's impossible for me to leave even if I want to!" Dai'er glanced at Fake and snorted coldly.

"And Hill can't walk standing up. He has to leave two legs to crawl around." Fake looked at Hill's legs with evil intentions.

"Ah! You can't do this!" Miss Dale exclaimed, if this is really the case, it would be easier to kill Hill.

"I don't need to ask you for instructions on what I should do. You are not my employer!" After Frank finished speaking, without any more nonsense, he winked at one of his subordinates and rushed towards Hill directly.

"You're here just in time!" Hill's eyes narrowed, and he held the pistol drawn from the spear in his left hand and faced Fake.

At this time, Hill was no match for Farke. He was knocked to the ground by Farke in less than three rounds. Farke, with quick eyesight and quick hands, stepped on Hill's left hand and drew a soft sword from his waist.

He cut off Hill's legs.

On the other side, a confidant of Fake had already rushed in front of Miss Del. He stretched out his hands to grab Miss Del's arms, trying to control her.

"Quack!" Two strange bird calls suddenly came from the sky.

Fake's confidant paused for a moment, raised his head and glanced at the sky, then felt his arms go cold, and a sharp pain passed through him...