CHAPTER 438
The Aspirants were still fighting with everything they had against the monsters.
But with more than three dozen Abberants still standing, hope was beginning to fade.
Before charging back into the fight, Lincoln had already requested Mina to send supplies for the Aspirants.
They should arrive within a few minutes.
But there was one problem.
Would the Abberants actually allow them to retreat and refill their VMS gas?
Nope.
They weren't that stupid.
And even if the Aspirants somehow managed to refill their gas in time, there was another problem.
They simply didn't have the strength to keep fighting for much longer.
Half an hour had passed since the invasion began.
Thirty minutes of constant fighting.
Thirty minutes of dodging claws, exchanging blows, pushing their abilities to the limit, and desperately trying to survive.
The Aspirants were growing tired.
