At this moment, noises came from beneath the distant ground, rustling and slightly oppressive, instantly breaking the dull atmosphere; everyone looked over.
"Damn it..." Sandro gasped for breath as he crawled out from underground, his skin nearly charred, and his breath weak.
However, since he wasn’t at the epicenter of the strike and only endured some residual energy, his condition was much better than Brother’s.
"What the heck happened..." He cursed and looked around, then jumped in fright: "Such a huge stir, who did this?"
Feeling something unusual behind him, he turned around with a stiff expression.
Far away, Azure Dragon, Theo, Ulrich, and others were looking at him with a dim gaze.
"Everyone’s here." Sandro, still unclear about the situation, forced a smile.
The charred skin on his face crackled, its outer shell falling off, revealing the crimson muscle fibers beneath.
The pain made him grimace, leading to even greater agony, quite a funny sight.
In another direction, Hubert, who was in a similar state, also squeezed out from the ground with a ghostly expression, his charred shell peeling off.
"Hubert, glad you’re okay." Benny looked relieved and concerned, took out a green potion from his pocket.
Thinking for a moment, he took another empty test tube from his pocket, poured half of the potion into it, and looked at Sandro, loudly saying:
"Lord Sandro, this is a potion for cell recovery, do you want some?"
"Give me some." Sandro staggered over, his charred shell continuously falling off along the way, turning into a bloodied figure by the time he reached Benny.
He took the potion and drank it all at once; it seemed highly effective, and soon enough, the specified skin started growing on the surface of his muscle fibers.
"What, Azure Dragon took out Brother with one shot?" Sandro grasped the truth, felt shocked and then an uncontrollable excitement surged within him.
Ha ha, lucky I sided quickly!
No wonder Ulrich looked like he had lost his family.
Seeing Sandro unable to contain his excitement, Ulrich felt even more dismayed.
It seemed like everyone deliberately ignored Des; Azure Dragon did the same, Ulrich even thought Azure Dragon would take this chance to kill Des and end future trouble.
But unexpectedly, he completely ignored him, which was a bit perplexing.
After a brief excitement, as Sandro’s gaze swept over Des, a fierce look flashed through his eyes, just as he was about to speak.
Suddenly, Theo looked up, gazing toward the direction of the Torch Organization’s mainframe, as a fierce energy fluctuation rapidly approached.
Crimson energy surged like a tide, bearing sudden pressure, exploded into ripples as it landed, then swiftly converged, a muffled voice coming through: "Who did this!"
Within the crimson energy, a figure emerged, it was Fernand, his face ashen.
Unexpectedly, just two days after Connet left, such major turmoil erupted here.
He had sensed the battle fluctuations here and wanted to come over to stop it but didn’t expect the sudden explosion of unimaginable terrible energy.
Based on the base’s Energy Level detection, the central Destruction Energy Level peaked at over 100A.
If not released, being locked by Balzak’s energy within, continuously fermenting, it might very likely tear everything apart.
Under compulsion, he hadn’t got the time to verify how many Mechanics were in the lab, or how many were in the rest area.
All he knew was that those Mechanics were crucial for the manufacture of the Sublimator and must remain unharmed.
Helplessly, he had to unlock the seal of the Realm of Perpetuity, allowing those energies to be released,
merely to protect the main base from being damaged by the energy.
His gaze briefly fell on the corpses underground, his expression paused, and he looked solemn.
Li Ming had already finished dividing the spoils; the body parts were stacked together, he spoke with an apologetic tone: "It was me, I caused trouble for your lordship, I’m sorry."
"Azure Dragon." Fernand’s expression grew even uglier, as if there were other hidden issues, but he just asked: "Who died?"
"Brother." Sandro clamored, "That guy was looking for trouble on his own, he deserved it."
Ulrich’s expression flickered; he had witnessed the whole process, the whole affair felt strangely set up.
Brother was fully armed, clearly looking for trouble deliberately, but Azure Dragon’s Mechanical Guard also reacted quite fiercely.
He didn’t want to speak up, certainly not to say, it was because Brother and Azure Dragon’s Mechanical Guard collided, leading to the current situation.
He definitely didn’t want to be the one to stick his neck out; the Torch Organization could see the truth from the surveillance footage later.
Fernand’s expression slightly changed, his gaze searching, eventually focusing on Des, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Luckily, he wasn’t dead.
"Des, come here." He said unceremoniously.
Des’s cheeks twitched, he lowered his head and stepped toward Fernand.
The atmosphere in the scene grew silent; Sandro was eager to try, if Azure Dragon gave him a signal, he would dare to start a fight right away.
Fernand swiftly moved close to Des, fearing that Azure Dragon might suddenly make a move.
But contrary to everyone’s expectation, Azure Dragon remained unresponsive the whole time.
"I am not Connet, for the upcoming period, please... behave." Fernand rebuked coldly, scanning everyone, his gaze falling on Azure Dragon, then sweeping over Theo, Ulrich, and the others, "Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude."
His attitude was quite appalling, and everyone present wore unpleasant expressions.
As both sides were subtly opposed, even though Fernand was alone, he was full of confidence.
While everyone had their own thoughts, no one wanted to be the first to act.