Wang Yunxiao didn't have to wait too long, just about less than five minutes passed, when the voice in his mind sounded again.
"Squad 101, finish up as soon as possible and retreat from the battlefield in one minute."
Looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground, Wang Yunxiao felt overwhelmed and powerless.
Clean up the battlefield my ass, our Advisor is dead.
Without the Advisor, these corpses would just be sources of contamination if brought back to the Real World.
Outside, there was still a Fallen Angel lying down, whose corpse could fill one's mind with contamination with just one extra glance.
He had never understood the importance of the Advisor as he did now.
Youtiao pressed on Little Gourd's shoulders and shook her twice, seeing her pupils dilated and still in a daze, he couldn't help but sigh heavily.
Done for, we've lost out in this battle.
He felt even worse than Wang Yunxiao.
Everything went dark—
"Anchoring failed!"
