Chapter 676 Handover

"Damn, I'm so tired. Haven't fought like this in ages!"

Butcher kicked away a damaged helmet and sat on top of a corpse, taking out a cigarette and calmly smoking it.

Jack was also in a battered state, his helmet off and his face covered in his own blood.

Ryman was in slightly better condition, but still injured. After all, their opponents were the renowned Omen Squad!

Jade frowned as she looked at the corpses on the ground, feeling uneasy. In her eCaslens, these people were innocent, they were only following orders.

But reality was often cruel, and she couldn't change anything.

Nathan walked up to a warrior who had just been knocked down, and lifted his helmet, revealing unmistakable East Asian features. He leaned in and sniffed, detecting a faint smell of the sea.

"So you're so sure they're all from Rikkus? You're being too smart for your own good. Butcher's right to call you an idiot," Nathan said disdainfully.