As long as you make money anywhere, it�s enough.

Tenman number 10 contacted someone with the communication function of the selective option.

Communication Level 10: User codename Sancho.

� Leader.�

he said softly.

�Close the exit.��God of Destruction 707 gasped for breath.

�hurry!�hurry!�

The bullet belt he was wearing was dangling, and the helmet with the chin strap loosened knocked on his head.

Sirone caught up and asked.

�Why are you in such a hurry?�

�We have to get out of the Iron Home before the Ten Men gather!�Give up fighting from now on.�I will run to the exit unconditionally.�

�Then what if you come after me?�

Death Princess said.

�As long as you leave the iron hometown, it will be over.�From then on, even if you die, you will be resurrected at a different starting point.�

�aha.�

After all, it was a step difference.

�We are almost there.�but���

The face of the strongest codename darkened at the loud gunfire from the exit.

�It must be difficult to penetrate.�

Ten men who died a while ago should still be at the starting point, but there were more than 10 of them.

Sirone set up a strategy.

�I will fight, so get out of the way.�

�what?�Then what about you?�

�I can fight again even if I die, but you guys are a good chance.�Do as I say.�

The three exchanged glances.

�A funny guy? That�s right.�

Saying you would sacrifice yourself for someone you don�t know in high gear.�Sirone said with a smile.��Instead of that, you don�t have any debt anymore?��In fact, stealing prey in high gear was a common occurrence under the logic of power.

�Sheesh!�You�re making a bad guy for no reason.��707, the Demon God of Destruction, pressed the helmet firmly and shouted as it jumped forward.

�Absolutely get out!�As long as you get out of here, I�ll make you hot!�

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