I'm in trouble...

While Yon continued to suppress Barack, he sensed the changes in Fravans' situation, and his mood couldn't help but become more and more worried.

In Ian's perception, the soldiers of the neighboring countries showed no signs of being controlled at all, and Robin and the members of the Revolutionary Army were just guiding the Fravans citizens to retreat to the border of Forsebuna.

However, this is only a temporary delay in the appearance of tragedies such as massacres, which are completely equivalent to slow death.

As the soldiers of the neighboring countries continue to shrink and suppress the movement space of the people of Freyvans, there will only be a large-scale massacre in the end.

It's just that Ion's speed may be able to get rid of Barack at any time, but leaving Barack alone would almost be to clearly present the situation of Freivans to the world government, which is also a desperate situation.

The way to break the game...where?

Ion's expression gradually became a lot more anxious, and even the rhythm of the attack also changed, which also gave Barack, who was firmly suppressed, a few more chances to breathe.

As the gunshots and screams within Fravans became more and more intense, Barack also guessed the anxiety of Ion.

"Desperate? As a Fravens, watching your country be destroyed?"

Barack said with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Give up the struggle. There is no cure for the 'Pan lead disease'. It's better to die obediently earlier, so that you can suffer less pain."

"Ridiculous statement, life does not exist to give up."

Immediately, Ion asked in a calm tone. "Don't you have a trace of pity when you look at these dying lives?"

"Too many lives are lost every day above the sea, and I don't have this kind of superfluous kindness."

As soon as the voice fell, Barack caught a trace of Ion's speed gap, and shot it with a pointing gun.

It's a pity that the speed gap between the two sides is huge, and Ion almost instantly turned into an afterimage to escape the attack.

'What a fast bastard, not even just fast, but those agile speeds that have always maintained a high degree of flexibility. ’

'What is that weird pace? Completely different from the principle of 'Navy Six Types of Shave'...'

The failure to counterattack again caused the aggrieved Barack to think angrily, and verbally continued to mock him.

"Aren't you reconciled? Unfortunately, this is the destiny that God has appointed for Freivans. He suffered from albinism and was buried in the red lotus fire. No one can change the outcome."

god?

Those celestial dragons who claim to be gods?

It's just that Ion and the revolutionary army are really in trouble now, and they can only watch the situation worsen.

The appearance of this result was actually expected by Ian.

It was only because of Robin's determination that Ion decided to give it a try.

"Wow-wow-wow..."

At this moment, the hoarse cries of crows suddenly sounded around, with Yan and Barack as the center, there were a large number of crows around.

Immediately, a bald man with a beak-like megaphone and a black feather coat appeared abruptly, and attacked Barack across Ion.

'Dorag, this bastard, finally sent someone with real combat power...'

Ian complained fiercely to Drago in his heart, but he also recognized the man in the black feather coat in front of him.

Callas, also known as Crow, is a taciturn and naturally quiet man, and is also the captain of the Northern Navy of the Revolutionary Army in the original trajectory.

strength...

Yon took a cursory glance and found that he could easily keep up with Barack, but he was relieved.

immediately,

Ion nodded cryptically towards Karas, without any extra verbal communication, he turned into an afterimage and swept in the direction of Xiaojin.

"What's the matter? Robin."

In an emergency situation, Ion refused to be polite, and after returning to the castle in Xiaojin's body, he asked directly.

Seeing Yan Ran, who was reliant in his heart, return safely, Robin, who has always been strong, almost burst into tears on the spot and said reproachfully.

"Brother Yan, it's...it's my problem. The Cursed Eye Sangha can't control the soldiers through their protective suits."

"what?!"

Ion didn't expect the problem to appear here, so he quickly stuck his head out of the castle window and looked down.

Sure enough, almost every soldier from the neighboring country was wearing an airtight protective suit and armed with firearms. One street, one street, one street was cleared of Fravans nationals.

"It's really... a hundred secrets..."

Ion's voice was also a little low and lost.

According to Ion's plan, even if the situation is not very smooth, at least half of the Fravens nationals can be rescued.

However, Ian never expected to destroy the most fundamental point of the plan, but it stemmed from the slander and rumors of the World Government against Fravans, claiming that "Leader Disease" is an infectious disease.

This also led to all the soldiers who attacked Fravans, all wearing protective clothing, virtually isolating the control of the "Curse Eye Sangha".

"What should I do? Brother Ion." Robin asked helplessly.

Yan, but could only fall into silence.

Today, the situation under Fravans is getting worse and worse, and the living space of the citizens is constantly shrinking.

Even though the members of the Revolutionary Army continued to guide the people of Fravans to move, they had already begun to approach a desperate situation.

Under this situation, if Ion still insists on rescuing these Fravans nationals, then the only last resort is left.

That is, Ion did not hesitate to expose his identity and the existence of the Revolutionary Army, forcibly sheltered the next part of the Fravans nationals by force, and then quickly moved to hide.

It's just that the price of this method is too great, and Ion can't make such an irresponsible choice at all!

You must know that, in addition to Ion's betrayal of the navy from now on, the revolutionary army, which is still in its seedling state, will be fully exposed to the world government.

"Ugh……"

Ion sighed and shook his head helplessly at Robin.

Moreover, Ion has already prepared for the worst in his heart and is ready to activate the final emergency plan.

That is to say, they began to transfer hidden revolutionary army comrades, and took away the children in Fravans who had the mildest "Plumbium Disease" and the most hope of being able to survive until a treatment method appeared.

"Is there really no way?" Robin murmured desperately.

"Perhaps, there is another slim hope that I have temporarily awakened a power that can replace the 'cursed-eyed Sangha' to play an effective role." Ion said in a low voice.

"Brother Yan, is there any way to win this power?" Robin asked with some hope.

Ian smiled a little stiffly and said.

"If that's the case, then grab my hand, Robin, and convey your thoughts as much as possible."

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