George clenched his teeth with a grim face, muttering under his breath, "Damn it, we can't go on like this..."
"Marshal Dolores said that when firepower is insufficient, we must fight the extraordinary with the extraordinary..."
"Bang!"
"Damn it..."
Thinking this, he pulled out the token from his pocket and pressed it without hesitation.
"Defense Zone 48, a Massacre Demon, twelve Giant Bull Demons, my troops can no longer hold them back..."
Today, we have to use every means available, relying on just their group was no longer feasible against the fierce onslaught of the demons—if his defense zone became the breach, the consequences would be unimaginable.
After speaking, George casually picked up the machine gun from the ground and began firing crazily at the surging Magic Tide.
"Die for me!"
"Da da da da da—"
Flames burst out fiercely from the barrel, and the demons in the distance fell like harvested wheat, in droves.
