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Chapter 1841 The Urgent Message

Despite leading a large force, Quell and Vachon were taking a beating from the constant firing coming from the northern base fortress. Feeling stuck and unsure, they had no choice but to retreat.

“Quell, Vachon, Mr. Emmanuel sent us an urgent message!” Aqua called out as she arrived on horseback, having ridden from the central region.

Surveying the grim scene, she thought, This battlefield is a mess–bodies everywhere, and blood staining the ground.

“What’s up, Aqua?” Vachon asked, clearly fretted as he noticed her hesitation.

“Wait, what?” Aqua snapped back to focus, realizing they couldn’t allow any delays.

Composing herself, she clarified, “Mr. Emmanuel just got word that the Airspace Group is coming and will reach us in about eleven hours. We’ve got less than nine hours to act. By 6 p.m., we need to hit all five buttons at all the bases to open the docks.”

She made the trip in just an hour to get the message. However, the northern base was so far from the dock that it would take a minimum of two hours to reach it. Given the tight schedule, they realistically had around seven hours to wrap things up. Thus, they were short of the nine hours they initially believed they had.

That’s a joke!” Quell laughed bitterly, his

hours ago, the Southern Alliance took control of the southern base! We, the Black Wolf Team, can’t let the Ophanim Clan get the better of

words. She knew how driven Quell and Vachon were. The thought

up. Standing tall, he swore, D’mn it! We can’t let the Ophanim Clan outdo us. I’ll buy us some breathing room with a direct attack. You all focus on

then, Quell shot him a skeptical look. “How are you planning to buy us

methods. Just get the

be the weak link, snapped into action. “Get

force of over two thousand has shrunk to just over

before–can we pull it off now? Uncertainty and worry were evident

called out before heading into the fray, seeking out the Frost and Flame

styles were distinct, and neither matched the ferocity of the

glancing over as she finished prepping her gear

need a favor. Give me some of your firepower when I charge the enemy base gate!” TriSec stated, his voice earnest despite his

Solana gave a wry grin and asked, “Don’t you have your own