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“Retreat! No need to rush, retreat quietly!”

Ark spoke in a stern tone. The people who ended up seeing the ants were initially nervous, but they became calmer after hearing Ark's words which sounded quite magnetic.

“It ..”

Lisa who had just returned to the line stared into the distance with an expression of disbelief. In addition to the ‘workers’, currently they finally see at least fifty ‘warri’ and one ‘general’. The appearance of the ant warriors who stood on two legs and had the appearance of being like aliens made them unable to help but breathe in a cold breath.

They became so nervous because the aura they emitted was stronger than the ants as big as a Mini Cooper car. Standing in the distance made many people feel scared. After all, they were all at the top of level two. The color of their shells is not like desert sand, but rather red like fire ants.

Only one figure led them, a humanoid ant with a slightly larger body compared to the other ant knights. Other than the red color of his body darker like blood, there appeared four insect wings behind his back.

Yes ...he is a level 3 creature that is no less than most core Sword of Sufferings!

Ark himself did not look scared or panicked. Instead, he still remained calm knowing what the creatures would do. Instead of directly attacking, they will choose to eat ‘hidunan’ which should not be wasted.

In front of everyone's shocked eyes, the group of ants that had just suddenly eaten the corpses of its own people. There was no disgust or unwilling behavior, they all chose to eat it right away. In fact, the way they ate was so voracious as if they did not want to waste precious food.

“What the fuck are these? Isn't that crazy?” Lisa muttered with an expression of disbelief.

Ark did not answer. He also gave no other orders. Just keep retreating gradually quietly.

Meanwhile, people from other groups were vying to escape. Not only does it not help others, some even trample people who stumble or slip. Some even pushed their own friends into the mouths of the pursuing worker ants in order to escape.

The members of Sword of Sufferings were the most depressed. They were afraid and wanted to retreat immediately, but they did not dare to violate the orders of their chairman. So in the end they could only look at the scene and carve out the details in their brains.

The sight of the ant knights ripping apart the corpses of the worker ants. A scene where many ants destroy the bodies of other ants where they fight. The scene where the head is broken and then the contents are grabbed and contested. Inevitably they were forced to see such a sight!

After retreating for nearly an hour quietly, they all finally reached the outskirts of the city where three carriages, a Black Doberman, three Huskies, and ten workers from the Sword of Sufferings were waiting.

There, it seemed that many people were gathered quite far away from the carriage. It seems that they approached because they wanted something, but ended up not daring to go forward because of the prevention of Debby, Finn, and the other two Huskies.

“Finally you are back, Chairman.”

Seeing Ark return, the workers who were stared at by the people from the other group felt relieved. Ark himself also directly approached the person while saying.

“Take the tools I prepared earlier.”

“Eh?” The man looked surprised.

“Now.”

“B-Good, Chairman!”

The guy went straight to the train to pick up something. After a while, he returned while carrying two black tubes, two clean white cloths, a pen, and ink.

“Thank you.”

Ark nodded lightly upon receiving the objects. He then searched for a place and began to write a message. The ink itself is custom made. In addition to dry quickly, ink is difficult to remove. So when writing, no word can be confused.

After writing the message, Ark immediately whistled loudly. The figures of Huginn and Muninn instantly descended from the sky. Their bodies had now become bigger than a harpy eagle. The two of them instantly stood in front of the Ark obediently. Looking up while looking at their master with a curious look.

“Huginn, you and Muninn must go to headquarters first to give a letter to Natasha or Abigail. After that, you go to the city park as usual, meet Saito and the others and then give a letter at the foot of Muninn.”

“Do you guys understand?”

Hearing Ark's words, the two made a soft chirp. It was like a child saying that everything would be fine if it was handed over to them. The young man looked at the two with a serious expression before continuing.

“Remember, don't split! You guys need to stay together for security! If you encounter a powerful enemy, immediately hide and look for an opportunity to escape.”

Huginn and Muninn made louder chirps, seemingly pretending to be dissatisfied that their master was overdoing it. But the two still obeyed Ark's orders, not wanting to anger both the master and the figure they considered to be family.

“I'm just worried.” Ark shook his head lightly. “Then go!”

By the time Ark finished talking, the two of them instantly shot into the sky. Rushed away towards the direction the Sword of Sufferings headquarters was located in.

Ark then turned his gaze to the people watching, including the members of his group who were instead standing in a daze. Feeling dissatisfied, he immediately rebuked them.

“What are you doing? Is your brain moving slowly because of what happened before? Remember what you have to do when training!”

Ark's cold speech instantly made the Sword of Sufferings members display a sour expression on their faces. Even so, those people did not dare to delay either. They immediately made a line to be checked by the workers. They marched not by rank, but by how severe the wounds they received were.

After seeing the people go take care of their wounds, Ark then turned his gaze towards the people from the other group who were standing quite far away, but still surrounded the area where the Sword of Sufferings group was located.

“What's up? If there's anything just say it. If not, don't interrupt my time!” said Ark flat.

One of the men advanced with a doubtful expression on his face. Seeing the beasts growling at him, he looked scared. But the man still dared to ask.

“B-Can we get medicine from you, Mr Hades? We ... Our group all suffered a lot of casualties. There are also those who have suffered severe injuries.”

Hearing the request, Ark raised his eyebrows. He then asked in a skeptical tone.

“Don't the government, Silver Cross and Black Panther have distributed poison medicine and other goods?”

People immediately looked at each other when they heard Ark's question. One of them then said.

“The problem is, Silver Cross and Black Panther do not carry enough goods, Mr. Hades.”

“Yes! Should they carry at least the same number of participants.”

“If not treated immediately, our colleagues will definitely be in danger. Meanwhile, in Silver Cross or Black Panther alone who is in charge of taking care of the sick are soldiers who come to the front line.”

“…”

Looking towards the people blabbering in front of him proudly and play victim, Ark's expression was still so calm. Not only was he calm, he even slightly raised the corner of his lips. Of course, it was invisible because it was covered by his mask.

Ark's gaze instantly swept across everyone around before he said inwardly.

‘Is this what you mean as brave knights, Julian? It seems your eyes have become worse.’

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