Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew)
Chapter 3151 Attack on Basha's Sacred Mount

"Your Majesty, you want to attack Basha's Sacred Mount?" Veise was momentarily stunned. Just a moment ago, they had been discussing an escape, but now they were suddenly preparing for an assault. "Are you defying me?"

Iris' cold command left Veise with no choice but to retreat and start gathering the troops. Soon, row after row of tanks rolled to the foot of Basha's Sacred Mount and began targeting it.

"Mr. Lucius, Montiria is attacking again!"

The urgent voice of a disciple made Lucius' expression change, and he quickly pulled out a formation disk, setting the defensive array to its highest frequency. At the same time, he shouted, "Gather all disciples and prepare for battle!" In just a few minutes, all the disciples and elders of Basha's Sacred Mount assembled.

Meanwhile, Sasha wanted to join Lucius and the others in fighting back but was stopped by Ivy. Despite some jealousy that Sasha was beloved by Matthew, Ivy knew that if Sasha were to die, Matthew would be devastated. Out of this concern, Ivy prevented Sasha from joining the fray.

Outside, the roar of tanks continued. Lucius, leading the disciples, charged out and, with a sweep of his hand, destroyed a tank. The defensive array, after briefly holding back the shells, eventually shattered again. The power of the thousands of exploding shells was unimaginable, but fortunately, the array managed to absorb the impact of the explosions.

Lucius and all the disciples of Basha's Sacred Mount had attracted all attention, with countless tanks firing at them, even at the cost of their men.

"Stevo, let's see who can kill the most this time!" An outer disciple of Basha's Sacred Mount called out to a friend he thought was behind him on the battlefield. But there was no response, only the sound of gunfire and the shouts of Basha's disciples.

After killing another enemy soldier, the disciple turned around and scolded his friend with a laugh. "Hey, *sshole, talk to—"

The disciple's voice cut off abruptly.

His friend was now facing away from him, a gleaming sword piercing through the front of his white robe Crimson blood stained the

once-white garment, yet net

friend

had managed to keep standing, his hand still in the enemy's throat, unwavering on the battlefield.

"Stevo!" The disciple's eyes widened in rage. He went on a killing spree among the surrounding soldiers until he was breathless. Suddenly, a bullet pierced his chest as he gasped, splattering vivid red blood.

The disciple weakly opened his mouth, uttering his final words. "Stevo, don't run too fast, you motherf*cker. I'm afraid of ghosts..."

Such scenes were occurring in every corner of the battlefield, the pain of war filling everyone's hearts.

On Basha's Sacred Mount, Ivy quietly held Sasha's arm, standing still as they awaited the end of the war.

Suddenly, Ivy pulled Sasha to a

different spot, watching the path up the mountain with caution. A dart had landed precisely where Sasha had been standing, tinged with` purple, indicating it was poisoned.

Normally, Basha's Sacred Mount had border keepers and patrolling disciples to prevent intruders. But now, with the disciples gone for the purge, only Sasha and Ivy remained on the mountain.

Iris appeared with several strong men climbing up from below. One of them carried a dart, the same dart that had been thrown earlier.

Iris looked at Sasha with a sneer. "Well, if it isn't Mrs. Larson? Where's your Matthew? There's no one to protect you now. Attack!"