On the battlefield, Gilroy struggled to pull out the standard longsword from the elf corpse in front of him. Currently, his hands, face, and chest were all covered in blood. Some were from the enemy's, and some were from his own.

It had already been a miracle for a weak pawn like him to survive on the battlefield this long. It was almost impossible for him to be unharmed though.

Assessing the situation, his left arm continuously bled. The pain wreaked havoc on Gilroy's body. However, he did not have any time to catch his breath as he faced the opposing soldiers who came up to replace their comrades.

He could only grit his teeth and continue to fight!

Clang!

The standard longsword and the standard longspear collided, but there was no airflow.

As he gritted his teeth, Gilroy pushed the longsword in his hand with all his might and simultaneously pushed away from the longspear in the enemy's hand.

In the next moment, he raised his foot and kicked the elf soldier's abdomen hard. The soldier who received this kick immediately bent down uncontrollably. Gilroy seized this opportunity and flipped his wrist to hold the hilt of the longsword with both hands and stabbed downward.

The blade of the sword pierced into the back and through the chest of the elven soldier. Fresh blood immediately flowed out of the wound, it painted the ground under his feet red.

Gilroy did not have a chance to catch his breath. He immediately drew his longsword and pounced on another soldier. This was the reality of being on the battlefield.

Ordinary soldiers fought against ordinary soldiers. There was no earth-shattering scene, no destructive energy, and there were no creative moves. These were the most ordinary swings and parries, as well as cold arrows that shot out from who knows where.

On such a battlefield, soldiers like Gilroy were more like a foil, and the ones who died the most were precisely these foils!

However, it was not these soldiers who fought with all their might that affected the outcome of the battlefield, but the top combat forces on both sides.

Bang!

Another raging storm rushed in all directions, and it blew countless human and elf soldiers into pieces.

Gilroy was the same.

In the powerful gust of wind, Gilroy was like a fallen leaf that had left a big tree. He flew over the heads of countless soldiers and was blown far away. After he flew for dozens of meters, Gilroy landed on an empty space.

He felt pain all over his body, but at the same time, he felt that he was so lucky. Were he to be blown into the air like the other elven soldiers, he would have fallen to his death.

The battlefield was still filled with screams and cries. Gilroy knew that although his weak strength could not affect the battle, it was definitely not the time for him to rest.

He endured the intense pain and slowly stood up.

Even this simple action made him feel as though his body was about to fall apart. The intense pain made his forehead ooze with beads of sweat. The blood that was about to fall on his face mixed with his sweat and immediately flowed all over his face.

Gilroy was about to continue charging into the battle and contribute his battle strength to the human race. However, he saw a figure out of the corner of his eye.

Gilroy became stunned and turned his head to look. That person was actually the great hero he had seen in the Volk Plain.

Right now, Gilgamesh's heart was filled with doubt and puzzlement.

Why?

Why did this great hero not fight?

With the strength of this hero, as long as he joined the battle, the outcome of this battle would immediately be determined.

Looking at the lives of his compatriots, Gilroy gritted his teeth, turned his head, and rushed in the opposite direction of the battlefield.

No one thought that he had run away, because no one had noticed this pawn, except for Mike.

Mike saw a figure who rushed towards him and was obviously nervous, but after he saw that it was a human, he relaxed a little.

However, when Gilroy came in front of him, he panicked again. This was because this young soldier was looking at him with a puzzled and expectant gaze. He made a request that put him in a very difficult position.

"Hero, please help us!"

"I..."

Mike opened his mouth, but he could not even say a complete sentence.

Let him fight?

How was that possible?

One had to know that this was not the second world in the game, but an incomparably real second world.

Mike, who had lost his identity as a 'Player', was very clear about one thing — if he died here, then he would really be dead!!!

Gilroy could see Mike's hesitation, but he could not see through Mike's inner thoughts. He threw down the weapon in his hands excitedly, grabbed Mike's shoulders tightly with both hands, and asked hysterically.

"Why didn't you join the army?

"Didn't you say that you were going to join the army? Why didn't you go up and fight!?

"You were clearly so strong and so heroic!

"Why?! Why?! Please tell me, why!!!"

Gilroy's words became louder and louder, until finally, a tear even flowed out from the corner of his eyes. His comrades were dying, but the powerful warrior just stood aside and watched.

He did not understand!

However, Mike still could not say anything in the face of such a question. He even felt the pain from his shoulder that was being pinched by the young soldier in front of him. He subconsciously wanted to retreat, but now he was tightly grabbed by Gilroy's shoulder. He could not retreat at all.

Mike gritted his teeth and looked at Angelina Sabrina and Timus who were fighting in the center of the battlefield.

He had no weapons, no strength, and thus was no different from any ordinary person. Even if he went to fight now, it would not have any effect on the battle.

Was he going to die in vain?

At this time, the battle in the middle of the battlefield had become more and more intense.

Timus kept attacking Angelina Sabrina like a raging storm. Although the elven queen could barely block the oncoming attacks, she did not show any signs of losing.

The strong storm created by the powerful collision had already separated a blank area in the center of the battlefield, and no one could get close to the middle of the storm.

The war between tens of thousands of people instantly became the stage for the one-on-one fight between Timus and Angelina Sabrina. The soldiers all clenched their fists as they hoped to see their heroes win.

At this moment, many human soldiers gradually noticed Mike and they remembered something extremely important!