Forty-five minutes.
Only forty-five minutes had remained for preparation.
This was no ordinary instance; not even the highest difficulty instance could have compared to the situation at that moment.
It was a dire situation!
Although every Awakened had experienced life and death trials to some extent, living in this game, undergoing instance after instance, had been akin to subjecting one's life to repeated tests.
Adventure? It had become routine.
But that kind of dire situation had been different.
Zero City had turned into a death trap!
...
"No time for idle talk," Bluesea had grabbed War Angel's shirt collar, swiftly saying, "The contingency plan? As the guardian armed forces of Zero City, hadn't the Angel Corps made any worst-case scenario contingency plans? Hadn't you ever anticipated the possibility of Zero City being breached or infiltrated?"
