Female Novel
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The black mist bomb that Abigail had just dropped was way more potent than the white mist she had created.
The white mist was a slow poison. Once one was poisoned by it, their limbs would go weak, and they would faint. If theymanaged to get help in time, there was still a chance for them to live.novelbin
However, the blast mist was different. It had a potent erosion effect. It could turn a human being into a corpse in just seconds.Plus, it would be the disfigured and bloody type of corpse.
“What a troublemaker!” Anders gritted his teeth when he saw Abigail in the air. A poisonous bomb that could kill soldiers within a300 feet radius-it was terrifying how lethal the bomb was. Nobody would be able to survive if she threw a couple more down.
“So? Do you know how capable | am now? Oldie, get away now if you know what’s good for you. Otherwise, | promise you'll bedead meat once | throw a few more down!” While riding the eagle, Abigail yelled from above.
While saying that, she took out a few more black balls. Then, she waved it threateningly. At that, the soldiers were so scared thatthey scattered away to find somewhere to hide.
However, there wasn’t any suitable place for them to avoid the poisonous mist in the wilderness. The hiding spots they foundwere merely just to comfort themselves.
“Mr. Wilkins, what should we do now? Should we retreat?” A commander ran over, sweating. His face was filled with fear. If theywere up against Dustin, they could continue attacking as they were more in numbers.
However, Abigail's bombs were too poisonous. They couldn't even see her, but they had lost a considerable number of soldiers.Plus, all of them had died in such miserable ways.
It was truly overwhelming. He had trained all the soldiers himself. Thus, he couldn't bear to see them sacrifice for nothing.
“Retreat?” Nestor shot him an indifferent look. “Our superior’s order is to kill Dustin no matter what. Are you guys planning to bea deserter?”
“Mr. Wilkins, we’re not planning on escaping. We just want to avoid the danger temporarily. It's not too late to execute themission once we find a way to detoxify the poison,” the commander explained.
“A young woman has caused a hundred thousand troops to run away. What will happen to your reputation and the reputations ofthe other seven commanders if this gets out? What about the royal family’s dignity?” Nestor retorted.
“Well, what do you think we should do then? We can’t let them sacrifice themselves just like that, right?” The commander was.distressed. They couldn't proceed or retreat. The commander wondered what he should do.
“Our superiors have made it clear that we cannot retreat even if all our soldiers died!” Nestor’s gaze was hostile.
“Huh?” The commander was stunned when he heard that. It seemed that they were just treated as cannon fodder. After all, theycouldn't retreat even if all of them died!
“There are times when military orders ought not to be followed. | can’t just watch my friends die in vain, so | have to go againstyour orders!” The commander clasped his fists. Without further ado, he turned and left.
At the same time, he shouted, ” Everyone from the Red Letter Camp, listen to my command. Retreat!”
“You deserve to die by escaping and causing chaos in the army!” Nestor suddenly reached out to the commander’s neck andgripped it hard.
Acrisp sound sounded. The commander’s neck broke on the spot. His entire head was also torn off, and blood sprayed in alldirections. The headless body trembled slightly before collapsing to the ground with a loud thud.
“Anyone who dares to disobey my orders will end up like him!” Nestor held the commander's head and threw it to the army.
The gruesome scene caused everyone’s expression to turn grim. None of them dared to say anything. Not only would they bekilled if they retreat right now, but they would also be shamefully labeled as deserters.
Plus, they would lose their pension and drag their family down. Thus, they didn’t have a choice right now. They had to fight withall their might, even if they ended up dying!