An unprecedented dense gunfire sounded outside the corridor...

In the temple, the prototype had no expression on his face, leaning against the wall, closing his eyes and listening to the gunshots coming from outside.

His body was transformed by a special hunting ceremony, and his physical strength and the acuity of the five senses were enhanced unprecedentedly, so that he could use his inhuman hearing to distinguish the nuances hidden in the gunshots outside.

In the prototype's ears, all other sounds except gunfire were isolated, and only the sound of gunfire was infinitely amplified.

These sounds were transmitted through the air to his ears, separated one by one in his mind, and then analyzed by the subconscious.

Gradually, a picture was outlined in his mind. Thirteen people outside were holding rifles and were moving forward staggeringly. While creating dense barrage, the other party was guarding against attacks from inside the door.

The other party was very cautious. According to this frequency and rhythm, it should be that thirteen people would not be wrong.

The number of people sent by the other party is very good, which shows that the other party's estimate of his strength is quite accurate.

He himself felt the same way. A team of more than ten people could pose a considerable threat to him.

This time, the other party sent thirteen people, which may be just a test. Thirteen people are just a drop in the bucket for them. The number of people on the other party is actually far greater than the thirteen people. They should want to use the minimum number of people to force him to use the divine power and suppress him.

However, this is unlikely. Judging from the previous battle situation, the number of remaining people on the other side should be very small. Robert is not a good person. The old man is a strong man who can make a thousand.

Then, if this possibility is ruled out, the second possibility is that the number of people on the other side is quite limited. The other side intends to use this charge to force him to let Vilicia use the divine power, and then use the remaining people to launch the charge and fight him to the death.

No matter which one it was, he had no way out now. If Vilicia was not allowed to order, these thirteen people would put him in great pressure.

And if he is seriously injured in this battle, he will suffer a lot even if he kills Thirteen people. Next time the opponent only needs fewer people, which will pose a greater threat to him.

Thinking of this, the prototype closed his eyes and calculated it. Assuming that the number of people on the other side was not large, and the other side felt that the combined combat power of these thirteen people was greater than or equal to himself.

In this case, they also planned to give these thirteen people to him as helpers, which means that the remaining combat power of the other party should be above him and add thirteen Bai Mufeng, that is, the remaining number of the other party is greater than twenty-six.

If their remaining combat power is about thirty people, they should still have the power to fight, but if the number of people is greater than forty people, the possibility of his loss will be greater than fifty%.

The complex calculation was completed in a short time, and the people outside were approaching, so he had no time to hesitate.

The situation is bad, but it is still far from desperate. He has strategies to deal with!

Outside the door, thirteen people quickly approached the door and squeezed into the temple almost at the same time.

This time they were numerous, and the prototype did not attack when the first person broke into the temple because the risk was too great.

When there were only three people before, the reason why he dared to take action was because he felt that he could escape unscathed when he was severely injured. He had this confidence at that time... but now it can't do it anymore.

"Vilicia! Use another command!" The prototype shouted in the direction of the Imperial Seat.

Holding his knees and squatting behind the throne, Vilicia blinked and a light flashed in her emerald green pupils.

This is an emergency command, a code that the prototype agreed with her.

He wanted her to give a false order!

Vilicia obediently and ordered: "Assuming the orders of the original prototype, you are not allowed to commit suicide!"

This order reached Bai Mufeng and others' ears, and a smile appeared on everyone's face.

They guessed it right, it was indeed this order!

But it was useless. Even if they became the other party's helpers, their companions would shoot them. Vilicia's divine power was eventually consumed by them!

Bai Mufeng thought to himself.

He could clearly feel the murderous intent coming from behind, and probably the same was true for other "self" around him.

The gunshots behind him were like thunder. In the dense barrage, the companions beside him fell to the ground one after another.

In the rain of bullets, Bai Mufeng turned his head and saw the expressionless prototype hidden behind the door. The other party's eyes were cold and quiet, and he could not see that he was panicked about the situation in front of him.

In an instant, Bai Mufeng's heart twitched, and he felt a strong sense of incongruity, as if... something went wrong.

His thinking speed suddenly became faster at this moment, and the neural circuit in his mind was like a CPU running with all his might. If this divine power order was true, the other party should have issued a second order as soon as possible, allowing us to regard the other Bai Mufeng outside the door as enemies, but the other party did not do so.

So... the other party actually couldn't order them at all, and the divine power was not activated just now!

This is a false command, and Vilicia's divine power was not consumed at all! Just now, just a fake shot!

He had just thought of this answer when a metal bullet that flew over the corridor drilled into his temple and shot him to death.

However, this key answer did not disappear with death, but was taken by other Bai Mufeng outside the hall at the moment of death, ignoring the rules of time and space at the same time.

"Sure enough... it's not that easy." A Bai Mufeng sighed.

"Since the orders are true or false, then the next question is not just about what orders Vilicia will issue. Whether Vilicia has really activated the magic trick must also be carefully judged."

The thirteen-man suicide squad that had taken the lead in charge was equivalent to vain. Now they only have forty-five people left.

If thirteen more people are sent and the prototype's combat power is regarded as thirteen, then the final scene will be thirty-two to twenty-six.

Maybe there is an advantage, but the chance of winning is not very high.

"What should we do?"

"I can only give up the plan just now and let the group who went there first become his helpers. I can only do this." Bai Mufeng replied.

What he said was a very realistic method, real, but helpless.

Because they had no way to judge whether the order issued by Vilicia was true or false. Although the prototype seemed to use a code word to imply that Vilicia launched the magical technique, it is very likely that the same command had different code words, which made them unable to use the content of the code word to determine whether Vilicia intends to use the divine power.

The only way is to allow Vilicia to apply divine magic on the pioneering troops. As long as they do not attack the pioneering troops, Vilicia can only use real divine power. Although they cannot kill the thirteen pioneers in the first time, it is better than wasting combat power by gambling.

Taking advantage of the number of people, starting a war head-on is the best choice. No, maybe not the best, it is just the most reasonable choice they can think of at present.
Chapter completed!