Chapter 519

"Swish."

Space tore.

Kujou Mise disappeared from where she stood.

The remaining professionals looked at each other,

then took out their own teleportation items and left the dungeon.

Qin Qin Xuejun was the last one.

She trotted up to Li Yao,

took off the brooch pinned to her chest, and carefully pinned it onto Li Yao.

After pinning it on, she didn't forget to pat it with satisfaction.

"This is an instrument that can transmit images."

"Hmph!"

"I want to see what kind of monster could make the monk so afraid!"

After saying this,

Qin Qin Xuejun also activated her teleportation item and left this place.

Following their departure,

Li Yao's gaze became solemn.

The Brain-Eating Bees filling the sky fell one after another, turned into ice sculptures.

The ground shook.

The remaining Bull Brain-Eating Bees also sensed the anomaly here

and rushed here from all parts of the hive.

"The Shackles cannot be used yet."

"I don't know when it will come out; if it keeps hiding, it will be troublesome."

"Yi ya!"

A streak of lightning flashed.

Thunder descended.

This time, without 【Ends of the Earth are Neighbors】, the heavenly thunder was not as exaggerated as before,

but it was still very simple to deal with these Named-grade monsters.

It could inherit his spirit attribute one hundred percent,

plus the Immortal Thunder Mouse's own spirit attribute.

At this time, the Immortal Thunder Mouse's spirit was around seventy thousand.

Every thunder strike could deal hundreds of thousands of damage; once a weak point attack was triggered, it was a million!

And the Bull Brain-Eating Bees couldn't even touch the Immortal Thunder Mouse.

Solving them was just a matter of time.

Taking a look,

Li Yao took the Azure Bird and walked toward the depths of the hive.

There were still a few decent guys in this dungeon.

Once they were solved,

the dungeon would be about to close.

Let's see if you come out or not!

At this time,

the outside world had already exploded.

Just a moment ago, they were saying it was impossible for the Chief General to participate in this dungeon raid,

and the next second was a baptism of heavenly thunder.

Everyone only saw a blinding white light.

When they opened their eyes again,

the screen was already a scene of devastation.

Those terrifying Brain-Eating Bees had all disappeared!

"Holy crap!"

"No, this is also a professional? You're telling me this is also a professional?"

"If you told me this was a Dragon Country nuke, I'd believe it!"

"Report! Real-time intelligence! The first batch of raid teams in the other eight countries where 【Brain-Eating Bee Hives】 appeared have all been wiped out!"

"Seven of those countries have already given up on a second raid; only the Eagle Country, which is as famous as our Dragon Country, is still gathering top professionals nationwide!"

"Holy crap! Dragon Country is awesome! Chief General is awesome!"

"I just want to know, if the Primal Dungeon raid is successful, does that mean we don't have to flee Jingcheng?"

"Of course! Monsters descended on Blue Star, and the Primal Dungeon is the bridge! Now our Chief General has directly demolished this bridge! Not even ashes are left!"

Once this was said,

the audience in front of countless screens wept with joy.

No need to flee!

Saved!

They are all professionals! They saved everyone!

Jingcheng, in a cheap rental room,

a mother with a face full of wrinkles was holding her child, pointing at the screen.

"Yinyin, you must remember this big brother; he saved you, he saved Mommy."

"Mm-hmm, Yinyin knows! He is the Dragon Country's Chief Great Hero!"

Outside, the sound of sirens was clamorous.

Countless cars were stuck on the road.

Poor families like them had no way to leave Jingcheng at all.

Once the dungeon fell, they would be the first to die!

At the same time,

in a certain residential building in the Dragon Country,

a door was pushed open.

A middle-aged woman walked out and knocked on the neighbor's door.

The old man opened the door, pushing up the reading glasses on his face, "Something up?"

"Hehe, nothing much."

"I remember Uncle Lin's grandson is a professional, right?"

"These are dumplings we wrapped at home; thinking we're all neighbors, I came over to share some."

"They're freshly made; Uncle Lin can eat them when you take them back."

"There are some more here; when little Lin comes back from school, he can eat them warm!"

"Homemade, although not very good, they're healthier than outside food, right?"

"Little Lin's parents died early; it wasn't easy for him to become a professional, and it's not easy for you, Uncle Lin, to raise him alone. We neighbors should help out more."

"Then I'll be going first; if you need anything, just call me anytime!"

After the middle-aged woman left,

the old man looked at the steaming dumplings in his hand, feeling a bit bewildered for a moment.

He knew the neighbor's personality all too well.

If the door-opening sound was too loud at night, she would run out and yell at you twice!

If it were in the past,

let alone giving dumplings, if your family was eating dumplings, she would come up to mooch a few bites!

The old man pushed up his reading glasses.

What big event happened recently?

Wait for little Lin to come back and ask him.

Such a scene

was playing out continuously across the entire Dragon Country.

The attitude of ordinary people toward professionals had undergone a one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn!

On the barrage,

those professionals were still tirelessly explaining,

as if it were a long-buried fact

they were impatient to make public.

"Like those few well-known large battlefields, they are all spaces condensed when Primal Dungeons couldn't be raided and monsters stepped onto Blue Star!"

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"Monsters from the Outer Realm battlefields can step onto Blue Star at any time, so our professionals have to be on guard and defensive on the battlefield twenty-four hours a day!"

"And a successful Primal Dungeon raid is equivalent to the birth of a usable dungeon, which is what we professionals often call 'grinding dungeons'!"

"Without those dungeons, we wouldn't have the resources to resist monsters for so long!"

""

A professional's mission is to resist monsters.

They had heard this sentence countless times.

Today, after watching the live stream,

they finally understood the risks contained in this sentence.

So,

on the battlefield, are countless professionals resisting monsters at every moment, in life-and-death crises?

This dungeon was filled with the top professionals,

and five people died in a short time; if the Chief General hadn't arrived, maybe not a single one would have survived!

What about the battlefield?

What about those ordinary professionals?

How many people die every day?

They lived safely in the city, and the monsters they could see were mostly locked in monster parks for people to watch.

But those professionals had to live with monsters every day!

For a moment,

the barrage was silent for a long time.

At the same time,

Bear Country.

"Damn it!"

"Boom!"

In a specially made office,

a middle-aged man smashed the screen in front of him with one punch.

Standing next to him was an officer whose head was hunched into his neck.

"Is this what you told me was the way to raid the Brain-Eating Bee Hive?"

"The Dragon Country's Chief General went to raid the dungeon, and you want us to follow his lead and raid the dungeon!?"

"You tell me, how do I learn this?!"

"If I throw you in, will you release this kind of heavenly thunder for me?"

"Commander-in-Chief, I don't know either!"

"It's just that the Dragon Country's Chief General is too unreasonable!"

"Is this still a Fourth-Turn professional? Even a Seventh-Turn wouldn't be this terrifying, right?"

"Phew," the man called Commander exhaled a long breath of turbid air, "You're not wrong."

"I don't know how the Dragon Country cultivated this monster!"

"I remember during the Border Trial, it was him who killed Lev and the others, right?"

"Don't mention him to me again! I get annoyed just thinking about him!"

At this moment,

"Bang!"

The door was pushed open violently.

A hurried figure rushed in.

"Commander, Commander."

The Commander was displeased, "If you can't say something important, you're fired."

"Commander," the soldier gasped for air, "It's the Dragon Country people who have come!"

"They brought the Chief General's summon and said they want to help us raid the dungeon!"

"What should we do? Should we let them in?"