Doctor will never die in a hellish situation.

What else could it be? They were all cuddling, kissing, and being all lovey-dovey, lying in bed on Rhodes Island. If one had to give a rating to the "white rabbit" (referring to a woman), Qin Duanyu suddenly stretched out her right hand and gave Patriot a thumbs-up:

"Your daughter is being stabbed with needle and cloth!"

P.S.: You've alarmed the Patriots!

Chapter 90, Section 375: Shocking! Why would a centenarian commit a violent crime in the street?

Whoosh!

Amidst a sharp, tearing sound, a strangely shaped metal halberd, nearly three meters long and with a handle as thick as an arm, enveloped in ominous red energy, flew towards Qin Duanyu like an arrow fired from a siege ballista.

boom!

Stone fragments flew and dust billowed, and the halberd was sent flying into the sky.

A man with a thick beard and wearing sunglasses was blocking Qin Duanyu's way. However, judging from the nearly half-meter-long tracks he had dug with his feet and the slight trembling of his body, it was clear that he was having a very hard time holding on.

Fortunately, even Patriot couldn't use such a powerful attack continuously. With a gentle wave of his hand, the halberd that had been flying away seemed to be summoned and obediently flew back to its master.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. I meant that Frostnova is very light to hold... No, no, no, I meant she's a very nice girl, she looks cute when she's asleep... Oh, she's cute when she's awake too, I quite like her... I..."

Qin Duanyu hurriedly explained, but he still seemed unable to shake off his chaotic thoughts, and the more he tried to explain, the worse it got.

"Doctor, please, just say less. Let's leave the negotiations to Dr. Kal'tsit for now." Ace felt like his whole body was about to fall apart, looking at the deep dents on his shield, and said with lingering fear.

The Patriot opposite me exuded an aura as imposing as a mountain, ancient, silent, and solemn. His crimson eyes seemed to carry immense pressure, and even a casual glance from him was enough to make one feel breathless.

At the time in Chernobog, everyone's attention was focused on the calamity-like Talulah, and no one expected that the stag-headed spirit behind her, whose aura was restrained, also possessed a sense of oppression no less than that of its leader when provoked.

"Hmph, glib tongue. Rhodes Island, Doctor, you're disappointing!" Patriot stopped looking at Qin Duanyu and turned to Kal'tsit beside him. "Kal'tsit, Lady? Long time no see."

“Bozokasti, it’s been a while.” Kal’tsit stepped forward and nodded. “This strange vocalization… is the lesion in your throat?”

"Not only that, but I even need the power of machinery to breathe smoothly." Patriot's tone was desolate; even someone as strong as him couldn't resist the corrosive effects of Oripathy. "Lord, I never imagined I'd see you again. Time hasn't left a mark on you?"

“No, time inevitably changes us, Bozokasty. I am no longer who I used to be.” Kal'tsit glanced at Qin Duanyu, a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes.

“Indeed, back then, my people had not yet withered to this extent, but now, only I remain. Yet, even though my homeland has become Ursus, I have spent my entire life killing. It’s utterly laughable!” Patriot let out a sharp, owl-like laugh, seemingly mocking himself.

“These experiences haven’t swayed your will. You are still that respectable warrior. It’s not ridiculous to fight for your ideals,” Kal’tsit said seriously, denying his words.

"You flatter me. No matter the reason, war will always kill people, and my hands are already stained with blood and sin." The Patriot looked at the weapon in his hand and shook his head.

"Mr. Patriot, the battle of Lungmen is over. The Reunion Movement has failed, and Frostnova and the Yetis have joined Rhodes Island. Perhaps you don't know yet, but the so-called support was just a pretext. Talulah is sending the Core City crashing into Lungmen..." Amiya said anxiously.

"Is it also being promoted that this is Ursus territory?" Patriot suddenly chimed in, saying what Amiya was about to say.

"You already know all this? Then why did you still..." The little rabbit was shocked. According to Qin Duanyu's deduction, she thought that the guerrillas had just been deceived, and if the truth was explained, perhaps the patriots could be won over.

After all, this person's actions are extremely upright, and he is a true warrior fighting for the infected. If a collision were to occur, in addition to triggering a war between the two countries, the infected would undoubtedly be pushed to the forefront of public opinion. Given his personality, he should not sit idly by and watch such a thing happen.

"Then how should I tell the infected that their leader is a madman, a conspirator, a traitor? And then, in the report, leave a sentence saying that the Reunion Movement has fallen apart due to internal strife?" Patriot said calmly.

Amiya fell silent upon hearing this.

If news were to spread that Talulah had betrayed the Reunion Movement, one can imagine the immense impact it would have on the movement. It would be like a country's emperor leading a rebellion; no matter how capable the subordinates are, they would be powerless to stop it.

“My daughter, give up the fight. At her age, it’s easy to be gullible, especially when she encounters a scheming villain.” Patriot said, glaring fiercely at Qin Duanyu. “But I won’t. I will fight for the Infected to the very end! The Reunion Movement cannot fail.”

No matter how noble his character or how many titles he holds, Patriot is first and foremost a tenacious warrior who has endured countless betrayals and battles, and whose will is tempered to be harder than steel. This means that he will not trust others like Frostnova, unless he is completely defeated or even killed.

Therefore, even knowing that Talulah already had problems, he still chose to deal with the "external enemy" Rhodes Island first, and then return to the core control tower to fight Talulah in a final battle. At that time, he only needed to blame the death of the leader on the external enemy to eliminate the danger of the Reunion Movement falling apart.

Sometimes, people just need an "acceptable truth," even if it sounds flawed, to maintain the cohesion of an organization.

"All operators, prepare for battle, go all out!" Kal'tsit sighed softly, and a huge black monster rose from behind her.

“A wise decision, Lord. The guerrillas are on their way; you have only minutes left.” Patriot, shield in hand, strode forward. “Now, I will advance!”

……

An unprecedentedly tough battle.

The mountain-like Patriot advanced rapidly. Even with the participation of Saria, Gavial, and Ace, and even behemoths like Mon3tr, they still couldn't gain any advantage in close combat and could only watch helplessly as he continued to advance.

"Doctor, we need your command!" Amiya grasped Qin Duanyu's hand, trying to help him recover. "No matter what kind of bond Miss Frostnova and Mr. Patriot have, at this moment, he is our enemy."

The little rabbit could sense Qin Duanyu's chaotic thoughts and thought he was troubled by Froststar's matter. So it hardened its heart and used Originium Arts to soothe his mind while persuading him to join the battle.

"Bo...I..." Qin Duanyu was still holding her head, speaking incoherently, her body looking as if she were drunk and might fall at any moment.

"Doctor?! What are you saying?" Amiya became increasingly worried and reached out to support him.

“I said… everything is under control. Haven’t you been directing the battle all along?” Suddenly, Qin Duanyu seemed to have taken a shot of adrenaline and regained his composure, his tone revealing his usual confidence. “Little L… Rabbit, lead the warlocks to attack his legs with spells.”

Amiya, as if she had found her backbone, disregarded what was wrong and led the caster operators in her squad to unleash torrents of energy of various colors toward Patriot's legs, but they were blocked by the shield before they could hit his body.

At the same time, taking advantage of Patriot's parry, Mon3tr bit down hard on his right hand holding the halberd. Patriot may have an overwhelming advantage in terms of absolute strength, but when it comes to fighting with one hand, the monster made of black Originium crystal is enough to hold his own for a moment.

Saria and Ace took turns advancing in perfect unison, using their shields to strike Patriot. Although it seemed like a futile attempt, completely unable to make the mountain-like warrior retreat, it was enough to make his figure sway slightly.

rub!

Amidst the joyous cry of a sword being drawn, a beam of light, brighter than the sun, suddenly shone forth. The long-awaited Shining finally made his move, its blade aimed at Patriot's relatively vulnerable neck, slashing down with a terrifying force capable of severing day and night.

Before the blade could even reach her, it was blocked by the heavy shield. The sword strike, imbued with a killing intent, only left a new gap in the weathered armor.

The experienced warrior had anticipated that the initial upward attack was a distraction. At the crucial moment, he shifted his body to the side and used his armor to withstand the spell, which had lost most of its power, thus narrowly stopping Flash.

However, Qin Duanyu's arrangements went far beyond that.

"Junior, now's the time, fire!" he called out to SCOUT, who had been lying in wait for a long time. Taking advantage of the Patriot's full defensive posture, SCOUT fired an etched bullet from his sniper rifle, which flew toward his chest.

Ding!

With an embarrassing crack, even though SCOUT's gun had extremely strong penetrating power, it would take at least the level of an anti-material sniper rifle from my previous life to deal with Patriot's armor. This attack was not much different from a mosquito tickling an itch.

That's it?

Recalling the scene when Qin Duanyu tricked the Integration Movement cadres into a safe retreat, Patriot felt disdain. He was indeed just a despicable villain who played tricks. Did he really think that he had survived a hundred years of fighting by luck?

But before he could even mock the bastard who was seducing his daughter, a pungent, burnt smell entered his nostrils. He immediately realized that the respirator, which had recently been put back into use, had malfunctioned.

Without bothering to pursue the enemy, he decisively ripped off the fan from his chest and prepared to throw it far away, but the explosion came much faster than he expected.

boom!

A plume of black smoke mixed with flames exploded on the patriot's chest.

Chapter 91, Section 376: She Hopes You Live

Qin Duanyu's goal from the very beginning was to get a ventilator.

Although he and the Great White Bear had a good relationship, it was far from being completely open and honest with each other. Vika's identity as an Ursus citizen was what it was, and unless Qin Duanyu offered to send her over, she would never reveal the secrets of the Royal Guards, the elite force of the Rhodes Islands. Rhodes Island was not so wealthy as to buy the Royal Guards' armor to disassemble and study.

Based solely on observation and analysis, it can be concluded that the old mass-produced shield armor lacked adequate insulation and protection.

Patriot's suit was clearly not a mass-produced machine. It could deal with ordinary shield guards with electric shocks, but it was unrealistic to expect to disable Patriot's combat ability with that. So he set his sights on the mass-produced Ursus breathing apparatus.

After all, the little hen had studied this thing extremely thoroughly. Even if Qin Duanyu couldn't reach her level, after looking at the blueprints, she knew exactly how to disable it.

A tiny etched bullet pierced the fan casing through a gap, immediately jamming the fan blades and causing the entire transmission system to overload and explode.

The patriot paused for a moment as a result.

However, it was only for a moment before they resumed their actions.

The respirator is an external attachment of the Shield Guard armor, and there is still a layer of armor separating it from the body. In addition, Patriot reacted quickly enough to disconnect the link in advance, so the horrific scene of his chest exploding did not occur.

Furthermore, one cannot generalize about the physical constitution of different people. As the last Wendigo remaining in Terra, Patriot's physical constitution is already extremely impressive. It is clearly impossible to seriously injure him with this.

Without the aid of the device, one will feel discomfort to some extent.

Especially since several months had passed since Froststar obtained the blueprints provided by Qin Duanyu and found someone to repair Patriot's respirator, Patriot had long since gotten used to the feeling of breathing smoothly. Not only was he walking much faster than before, but he could also climb five floors in one breath without panting.

In this state, he is at his complete form, with high attack, high defense, and fast movement speed, just like a modern main battle tank. However, the human body is not a machine after all. Even though he has been fighting in a non-full-strength state for more than ten years, he is still a powerful warrior who has experienced countless fierce battles. He also needs a short period of adjustment and adaptation.

The Patriot's noticeably sluggish movements and the way he was subtly suppressed by Mon3tr already indicated that the treatment was effective.

On the battlefield, such a weakening can be fatal.

A heavy sword as thick as iron, etched bullets and crossbow bolts, and a torrent of energy gathered from Originium Arts... were aimed at Patriot's relatively vulnerable chest, while his hands were firmly held by several Guards and Heavy Operators.

The agents present were all elites among elites, and they gave Patriot no chance to breathe. They bombarded the centenarian with a barrage of attacks, showing no intention of stopping or discussing martial ethics with him.

However, Wendigo stood like a mountain in the middle of the field, remaining steadfast despite the relentless onslaught.

Qin Duanyu remained calm. Although the current battle seemed incredibly close, as long as they could maintain this momentum and continue their offensive, the balance of victory would tilt towards Rhodes Island.

Just then, a dark red energy ripple spread from Patriot's body. ACE and the others surrounding him were as if they had been hit head-on, their faces turning pale as they retreated, and the encirclement was suddenly broken.

“His body also releases cannibalistic rituals; he himself is a giant ritual altar, and he is unaffected by anything!” ACE whispered to Saria and Shining, glancing at the cracked protective rune.

The two nodded, released a few healing Originium Arts to treat their injured comrades, and rejoined the attack. However, due to the terrifying energy waves, the operators who were close by were somewhat hesitant.

"Rhodes Island, you are excellent warriors. But even so, you will die. You cannot defeat me!" Patriot said coldly, casually using his shield to knock away Mon3tr who was holding him, and then using his halberd to force back Shining, Ace, and the others.

Despite the increasing number of wounds on his armor, some even being pierced through, and a trail of blood left on the ground, Patriot seemed oblivious to the pain, continuing his heavy advance.

Thirty meters, the heavy shield shattered.

Twenty meters, the halberd broke.

Ten meters, the armor cracked.

The enormous monster still did not stop its advance.

For this powerful warrior, physically destroying his body might be possible, but breaking his will to attack is almost impossible. As long as he can still control his body and as long as there is a trace of strength left, he will not stop.

A warrior must carry the burdens of all the dead, their pain, their hatred, their silence. And Wendigo, who has fought for over a hundred years, carries a weight as heavy as a mountain. He will carry all of this forward until... death.

"Enough!" Qin Duanyu shouted, stopping the operators from continuing their attack, and walked straight towards Patriot.

"You cunning villain, what are you saying?" Patriot's slightly hoarse voice was noticeably weaker than before the war.

"I said, that's enough!" Qin Duanyu bypassed the officers guarding him and walked directly a few steps away from him.

“At this distance, killing you would be as easy as turning my hand!” Patriot hunched over, like a beast poised to pounce, but he was also well aware that Qin Duanyu’s position was extremely delicate.

If he were just a little closer, he would be certain of a kill. But the current distance would give Qin Duanyu enough time to react. If he missed, he would be left wide open and surrounded and killed by the agents.