Chapter 1303 Gatling Guns

At this time, the Transcendent-level fighters of the Imperial Capital City had run up to Moher Cliff. They had begun to descend the heavenly staircase and were preparing to evacuate the place. As the test subjects were still madly chasing after them, Tyr, Dalton, and the others were doing their best to form a human barricade, to buy their allies more time to retreat. “I can’t hold on much longer,” said Squirrel, who was sweating profusely. Having rushed over to hold off their enemies with Tyr and the others, Squirrel had killed two test subjects so far, but was also seriously injured. At this point, he had no power left to carry on fighting. One of the test subjects tackled him to the ground and bit his neck. Besides Squirrel, Shaun Yarn, Elephas, Rhaegal, and the others were all badly injured as well. Unfortunately, they looked like they couldn’t hold on any longer either. “Hang in there a little longer! Just stay with me!” cried War Emperor, taking the lead and using the Regulus