Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 678: Purpose Of War

"You don't know? Colonel Caesar, are you challenging my IQ?" Catherine said coldly.

The colonel hesitated and finally lowered his head to say, "This subordinate really does not know. I am willing to accept any punishment."

It was better to be punished by Catherine than to offend Comon and the whole family. Caesar was clear on the gains and losses. Catherine glanced at him. The middle-aged colonel had served in the army for many years, and he had always been strict in his work. He had never heard of any big trouble. Such an obvious mistake could no longer be described as negligence in sending the hunting squad that was originally in charge of the periphery to the Second Grade Theater of Operations. Catherine believed that he would not make such a low-level mistake. The only remaining possibility was that he had a grudge against Allen. He took advantage of his official position to avenge Allen and deliberately led his team to a dangerous war zone. Secondly, he was concealing the fact that he was able to modify the mission and cause a colonel to have some misgivings. At this moment, that person in the army was already on the verge of exiting.

Comon!

Catherine waved her hand and said, "If you make the same mistake again, I will not let it go. Now, get your work done."

Caesar looked at her in surprise before nodding and sitting down.

"Tell that team to return to camp immediately." Catherine said hurriedly.

The Tactical Staff Officer said with an awkward expression, "General, the Origin Energy in the Chaos Canyon is in disarray. The interference from the magnetic field is very serious. It is already very difficult for us to receive signals. If we want to communicate, it is clear that the equipment they are carrying is far from adequate."

"Then, let's see which ground troops are in the Second Grade Theater of Operations and send them over to support us."

"But wouldn't that disrupt the original layout of the ground battlefield?"

Catherine said coldly, "It doesn't matter, I will go out myself if necessary." That person was the target that Marshal Capulo wanted to fight for, in case he made any mistakes in this operation. Not to mention that Marshal Capulo will blame us, I'm afraid that someone will find out that our mission system was modified afterwards, and that it will attract a great enemy like Beth Cod. In comparison, one or two loopholes in the layout of the ground battlefield are nothing. "

The staff officer was sweating profusely. Only then did he know that this matter was of such importance.

Catherine returned to the bridge and sat down, her fingers clasped together, her face gloomy. Seeing her like this, the people below didn't dare to breathe heavily for fear of attracting the general's displeasure.

Chaos Canyon.

Suddenly, a tall and sturdy figure emerged from the grass at his waist. The Cato warrior yawned and released a battle axe stained with dirt from his hand. He found a piece of limestone that emerged from the sea of grass and sat down. The heavy plate armor and rocks on his body made an unpleasant sound. Before the Catus could warm up, another soldier climbed onto the limestone. He raised his thigh and kicked his colleague down. Then, he laughed heartily, and the laughter rumbled like thunder across the grass sea of the valley.

This was a rare open area in the canyon. A long and narrow strip of grass passed through the lofty cliffs on both sides. There were a few strange trees with twisted branches and pieces of limestone of all sizes standing between them. Chaos Canyon was filled with complicated and changeable terrain, and there weren't many long valleys like this that didn't have too many twists and turns. As long as the Catus stood on the limestone, they would be able to see the scene in the grass sea of the valley belt.

Now, however, the two Gazan warriors seemed to have a dispute. Their race has never been fated to have such words as "harmony" and "unity". Even if they were compatriots, they would not agree to resort to force at all. As a result, the Catus' individual battle prowess was eye-catching, but they were unable to condense the power they deserved like scattered sand. Therefore, they were always below average in the rankings of the powerful races in the Yordon Domain.

At this moment, the two Catus who were fighting over a piece of limestone had already started to fight. After a few rounds of punching and kicking, they parted out of breath. The warrior who had been beaten to the point of losing his helmet could only shrug his head and rest under a strange tree beside him. The winner was sitting proudly on the gray rock, as if he was sitting on a throne under his butt. The figures of the two Catus landed in one person's eyes, their eyes glittering red.

Ellen raised his hand and gestured to the Catoan under the tree. Beside him, Belmore nodded and the humanized smoke silently swept away. Alan leapt onto the rock with the blood in his hand and whistled forward. The Gaztu Warriors, who were also sitting on the limestone, were stunned. Obviously, they did not expect a human to appear in this place. Just as he was distracted, his fellow robes screamed miserably under the nearby tree.

Belmond appeared from behind the Catoan under the tree. The Black Demon Wings stretched out from behind his shoulders wrapped around the Catoan warrior. A sharp knife had already cut the warrior's throat. With a successful strike, Belmond instantly slid back to prevent the enemy from counterattacking. The Catus were indeed stubborn and crazy enough. Blood sprayed out of his throat like a fountain, but the warrior was still able to throw an axe at Belmond before he fell to the ground and died.

The flying axe made Belmond turn his head and dodge, cutting off only a few strands of his hair.

The soldier on the limestone finally reacted. He picked up a beam rifle covered in dark lines from the ground. Just as he was about to attack Belmond, he heard a shrill sound that pierced through the air. He subconsciously turned his head and saw Alan shoot towards him. The silver-haired youth's hand suddenly lit up with red lightning. In the blink of an eye, there was nothing else but a dense red light.

The world in his eyes suddenly split apart, displacing from top to bottom, and in the middle was pitch black like an abyss. With the pitiful intelligence of the Catus, the warrior's consciousness had completely disappeared before he could figure out what had happened. A small half of his head was cut off by Ellen's knife, and he naturally could not die any longer. The corpse fell to the ground, and the rough beam rifle slid from the limestone to Allen's feet.

Alan picked it up and made a safe gesture to the back. A few more figures emerged from the grass. Rena strode over with his warhammer in hand and said sullenly, "Next time there are sentries, leave them to me."

"Your movements are too slow. By the time you get close, they will have already warned you." Regis said as he placed his hands behind his head and bit a straw core.

Reina glared at him. "So what if we call the main force over? What's the point of sneaking over like this? What's the point of fighting like this?"

"This is war, Rainer." Allen disagreed with his brother: "The sole purpose of war is to win, and the pleasure is dispensable."

"I don't think it's possible for these two things to coexist." Reina said stubbornly.

Lucy looked at them and shook her head, but Belmore jumped off the alert tree and said in a low voice, "Let's go, an enemy force is coming."

"Where are the numbers?"

"About twenty to thirty people. This kind of open space is not good for us." "I saw a big guy carrying a beam cannon. Once that thing is fired, the two young masters should know how powerful it is," he warned.

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