Arknights, but the family has fallen again

He said to the Phantom Crossbowmen, "That's a trap! But we can still use it!"

The Sarkaz mercenaries were slacking off, constantly using their leader's absence as an excuse to avoid attacking. Although Boneslayer and Kingslayer bribed some of the Sarkaz to mobilize for their own ends, this lack of communication exposed the Phantom Crossbowmen prematurely...

No, wait, wasn't it Mephisto who actually exposed the Phantom Crossbowman?

Although Bonebreaker and Regicide are indeed responsible, they are at most indirectly responsible, right?

The gap before me emanated a suspicious odor, and regardless of whether they had done it intentionally or not, the weakness in this direction was obvious...

So Faust chose to break through from the side.

"Sasha?" Mephistopheles grabbed his trouser leg.

"Are you going to abandon me too?"

"...Ino, live."

Without even turning back, he instructed the Phantom Crossbowmen, "Take Mephisto and escape through that gap—just like the others."

A phantom crossbowman asked, "What about you, Faust?!"

Faust did not answer, he just silently activated the phantom generating device.

He was going to attack from the side.

A voice tempted Mephistopheles in his heart: "Even Sasha is leaving us. If we have the strength at this time..."

Mephistopheles murmured, "If only we had the power."

"How wonderful that would be..."

"How wonderful that would be."

The Phantom Crossbowman turned his head, a look of confusion clearly written on his gray-white mask: "Mephisto, who are you talking to?"

The Infected Healer glared at the Phantom Crossbowman fiercely: "Don't disturb me!"

He murmured again: "But how can I get the power?"

“The power is always hidden in our hearts.”

"In your heart?"

"Yes, as long as... you are willing."

"I...will?"

"Remember how it felt when we were treating those infected? The power left us, and our full bodies were filled with emptiness." Ott closed his eyes and began to speak in riddles.

"Yeah…how empty."

But Mephistopheles seemed to be quite impressed.

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With the help of Mephistopheles' eyes, Otto confirmed the direction of Faust's attack.

You...why are you so despicable?

Chapter 140: There Was Nothing

"Attention all units! The Reunion Movement has broken through the Rhodes Island blockade! Prepare to block it!"

"Repeat! The Reunion Movement has broken through the Rhodes Island blockade! Prepare to block it!"

Such instructions continued to echo in the internal channels of the Guard Bureau.

Following Otto's "mistake", a large number of integration movements rushed towards the gap exposed by Rhodes Island in a panic.

This gap does not face the Guard Bureau directly - that would seem too malicious.

But the actual effect is similar: after the Integration Movement came out of the gap, most of the escape directions they could choose had already been used by the Imperial Guard.

The final result was that this wave of enemies, which had to be completely annihilated through a head-on confrontation, was resisted by the Guards.

Thanks to many advance preparations, the only difference between these regular battlefields now is whether you can complete them perfectly without any damage or complete them excellently with injuries.

Let's put them aside for now.

The battlefield that had the greatest impact on Otto's plan was actually Mephistopheles.

"Thank you! Another me!" Mephisto's cloudy eyes became clear.

He seemed to have regarded Otto's voice as his second personality... Considering his age and mental state, this might be normal?

"Mephisto, who have you been talking to since just now?!" Panic made the Phantom Crossbowman "talk nonsense" to Mephisto.

Frankly speaking, for most people, this is far from being an exaggeration...

Clearly, Mephistopheles is in the minority.

He stared at the phantom crossbowman with curiosity, which made him feel a little nervous.

Then, Mephistopheles said politely, "Thank you for taking me all the way."

The Infected Healer poured his power into the Phantom Crossbowman's body, and a dark crystal shell grew explosively from the Phantom Crossbowman's back.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" the phantom crossbowman screamed miserably.

The Originium crystal pressed against his spine, causing him to feel great pain and his movements to become somewhat deformed.

Mephistopheles, who had been held under his armpit, immediately rolled several times on the solid ground of the slums like a gourd.

Covered in dust and dirt, Mephistopheles laughed maniacally: "See? Another me! This is our power!"

Seeing Mephisto's performance, Otto couldn't bear to watch:

Mephistopheles had already had his blood pressure reduced due to his possession, removing his "tyrannical" state. But now, his reckless friendly fire was truly outrageous.

The real world, as a "non-copy state", is similar to the town of Hamlet: as long as the blood pressure is lowered once, the "hero" will be free from the torture state.

Otto stared at Mephistopheles, trying to find out where the "tyrannical" torture came from again.

But found nothing.

Mephistopheles then shouted, "Herd! Come to me!"

As he spoke, he looked towards the office eagerly.

The defense line formed by the guard camp, fortifications and operators remains unbreakable.

What is even more suffocating is that on the top floor of the office, another prototype has replaced the Winter Lieutenant machine gun that was originally destroyed by Faust.

Compared with the first type, this machine gun has a longer barrel, a new sealing ring material, and the nitrogen pumped out expands more fully each time.

Faced with this situation, even if Otto were to lead the integration movement, it would probably be difficult to pass the level without any damage - at least a few teammates would have to be sacrificed.

What's more, as the surprise attack and siege party, stalemate is already a failure!

Ott sighed.

If Mephistopheles continues to act like this, he may not be able to reach his destination on time.

If Mephistopheles is not given the possibility to break out, Faust's behavior will become more complex...

Let it be?

No, the reserve force has been used up, and we need to get the plan back on track... so...

Are the guards led by Xingxiong and Shi Huaiya?

Ott reconfirmed.

I'm sorry.

I owe you one.

"I'm not willing to accept this." That voice said from the bottom of its heart.

Mephistopheles was instantly panicked.

He clearly knew the current situation, but he had been deceiving himself.

"What's wrong? Another me!"

His evasive tone also revealed a hint of self-awareness: "We can win!"

"Just divide your power among them all!"

"But……"

What was Faust's name?

Ott frowned.

Soon, he thought: "...Sasha, can he survive?"

Mephistopheles' breathing stopped.

Ott hammered the question he was fighting into his brain again.

"Another me... do you have any good ideas?" Mephisto prayed, and at the same time, he stomped on the thigh of the phantom crossbowman who was hugging him, praying for a quick death.

"Kill...kill me! Please..."

He stomped on the phantom crossbowman so hard that his palm was deformed, and then said rudely: "Don't disturb me!"

Then he humbly tried to please "another self" - just as he treated Tallulah, "Tallulah" and Faust.

"You have to have a way, right? We can't live without Ino!"

"If we break through the defense line..."

Mephistopheles repeated it, then hesitated, "But I still want to kill that hooded man..."

"Besides, Tallulah also asked me to..."

But the voice in my heart said, "Sister Tallulah definitely doesn't want anything to happen to Sasha!"

Ott sighed deeply and continued his pretentious words, sending a message: "It's all the fault of Bonebreaker and Kingslayer!"

"They ruined Sister Tallulah's plan!"

"Let's take Sasha back together! That way..."

Look down and see those black things on the ground. That is your moral integrity, Otto.

Mephistopheles' eyes were blurred, and he answered quickly: "That way, Sister Tallulah will definitely praise us."

"But how can we save Sasha?"

Before Otto could come up with a plan, Mephisto quickly and excitedly answered his own question: "That gap!"

"Although it's clearly a trap, in order to create this trap, it is undoubtedly the weakest part of the entire encirclement!"

"Straight ahead?"

"No, no, no, no!"

"The intention is too obvious!"

"Kill... me..." The Phantom Crossbowman's rotten fingers hooked Mephisto's trouser leg.

The air was quiet.

Mephistopheles suddenly burst into laughter: "That's right! That's right! That's right!"

"This is it!"

Mephistopheles leaned over and said softly, "Fight for me, my warrior."

More Originium crystals grew out from all over the body of this Phantom Crossbowman, and a crystal lay across his throat.

He finally couldn't even say "kill me".

Chapter 141: At Least I Didn’t Play in the World-Killing Cup

Ott rubbed the Jingming acupoint.

He hated Mephistopheles more and more. This little devil, who was led astray by the black snake during his growth period, had developed his evil karma in a disgusting way.