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Chapter 487: Accumulation in the Heart
"Pastor, how is my brother?"

A United Army soldier with bandages wrapped around his body asked anxiously beside him.

This is a field medical tent.

Lying inside were rows of wounded soldiers, but what was interesting was that most of the soldiers didn't have serious injuries, they were just unconscious and tied up.

Anyway, many of the soldiers standing in the tent or helping seemed to be seriously injured.

Those responsible for the treatment were priests wearing white robes, holding scriptures and using holy light to heal.

Some were still using potion bottles provided by the Night's Watch.

These potion bottles have long been popular around the world, earning a steady stream of important funds for the Night's Watch.

To some extent, it can be said that the Night's Watch Chamber of Commerce has become the world's largest arms dealer.

Quick treatment, various status-enhancing potions, weapons and equipment, alchemical equipment, and even simple and fast space equipment are all within the sales range of the Night Watch.

It even includes large quantities of high-quality and low-priced food.

With the help of the potion, the sacred light gathered around these people's brains and slowly merged into them.

Some people dressed in the uniforms of Night Watch scholars were also busy inside, using some strange potions and alchemical equipment to make something.

Under the power of holy light, some black smoke began to emerge from the ears of these fainted warriors.

It exudes an unpleasant smell and makes people dizzy. This is the magic of chaos.

The chaotic magic power that floated out from the human brain gathered in the tent, and the surrounding alchemical machinery began to scan and record.

The scholars of the Night's Watch are also keeping written records of these situations for future use.

They are present in anything related to chaos magic, the power of evil gods, and those damned apostles.

The Night's Watch's [Great Library] and [Alchemy Laboratory] can be said to be the two most closely integrated departments.

Even on the Lebanese continent, the two departments are almost completely integrated and act together.

As the Night Watch gradually developed, the responsibilities of the two departments were almost completely connected.

[The Great Library] is responsible for recording and observing the situations of various evil gods and conducting targeted research.

Their research results will be recorded and promoted, and then the [Alchemy Laboratory] will produce corresponding products based on these results.

In addition, there was a mysterious figure standing in the tent, wearing the clothes of a night watchman, but covering his entire body with a robe.

Some pastors, when passing by, couldn't help but secretly glance at him from behind, frowning slightly.

After all, these priests were not members of the Holy Light Church of the Kingdom of Cohen, but members of other Holy Light Churches from all over the world. Their relationship with the Night Watch was not close enough for them to casually inquire about some secret existences.

Faced with such an existence that was obviously intentionally hiding, they didn't dare to ask too many questions.

"Demon Hunter, right?"

The pastor who had just been performing the treatment looked up and asked.

Hearing the call, the demon hunter standing in the center came over instantly.

"Yes, need help?" asked the witcher.

The priest nodded. "The remaining Chaos magic in this soldier's mind has been almost completely cleared, but his brain is still influenced by evil forces. We have no way to deal with this part."

This is the point where most beings affected by the evil god find it difficult to heal.

This is also the reason why those cultists who almost turned to the evil gods can only be abandoned.

Because it is a matter of the soul.

However, these coalition forces that were knocked unconscious did not completely turn to the evil god, but fell into extreme emotional madness under the influence.

They were knocked unconscious before even reaching the extreme point, so they were still able to move with simple treatment and recuperation.

But there are also hidden dangers.

The next battle will definitely be fierce. If this hidden danger is not eliminated, these soldiers can only rest until the end of the war.

Many Night's Watch soldiers named "Monster Hunters" rushed to various field medical tents for treatment.

They were able to deal with these affected Combine soldiers due to subtle influence on their souls.

However, in the eyes of the priests of the Church of Holy Light, the smell of these demon hunters and the uncomfortable feeling they bring are really worrying.

It was like facing an undisguised demon, not quite as exaggerated of course, but similar in nature.

This has caused some priests of the Church of Holy Light to worry that the Night's Watch will become radicalized in their efforts to save the world. And there is reason to worry.

After all, the Night's Watch is now facing and fighting against the most evil existence in the world.

It is normal to be influenced by it and become radical.

Second line of defense.

The mice's defense line was really rough and outrageous.

The so-called second line of defense is nothing more than an upward slope, drawing a straight line based on the former buildings here.

Except for a few watchtowers, other places are piled with various garbage, forming the so-called "city wall".

The real wall is the rats that once stood in its way. It is a wall of flesh and blood.

And now, right in front, within sight, stands the last line of defense of the barrier.

The Allied forces were able to see the rats from a distance, and those damn rats were doing the same thing.

They looked at each other across the open space in between.

Look at each other.

This area on the ground is about to become a battlefield of brutal fighting, just like the one behind him.

The first and second lines of defense had already been stained with blood, and the blood had penetrated deeply into the earth.

Not to mention the ashes covering the ground and the pits where soldiers were buried and burned.

Although the ground was calm, the sky was so noisy.

The enemy's bats, the Allied Forces' griffins, and various aerial mounts tamed by the Night's Watch were intertwined in the sky.

Both sides exercised restraint.

But they were still fighting for territory in the air, trying to find out the other party's situation.

And at the highest altitude.

Pterosaurs soar.

Gray Fang watched from afar from high above as the mice's last and most secure line of defense.

On all the Night's Watch maps, all they saw was a red area.

There are no gaps, and it is dyed pure red.

These reds are evil and profound, and are absolutely irrefutable enemies.

Sweet and Kana just watched quietly.

"There are no more tricks or strategies. We can only penetrate them completely from the front."

Sweet said so.

The voice was not calm.

The surrounding Allied officers also knew that the first and second lines of defense were easily breached, at least easier than they had expected.

This comes at a price, and that is the final battle, which can only be a hard fight.

The mice were equally prepared.

It is to resist with absolute numbers and use the lives of rats to delay the final time.

Every day of delay means one day less time for the coalition forces to act.

There would be one or two fewer besieging forces saved and united.

Both sides are very clear about this.

The coalition forces will surely win.

The mice will suffer a bitter defeat.

And every day they delay, the mice win.

"Then use your absolute strength to turn these rats into ashes."

Kana said so.

(End of this chapter)