At this pace, the seventh team can complete the cleanup of this area in at most two hours...
"Captain—"
A sharp shout sounded!
The Spiritual Link of the Source Eyes suddenly trembled, and a cry for help came from beside Li Chen.
His pupils contracted.
The next moment, the fog shrouded in haze was suddenly pierced by a sharp iron spike, and the body of the Investigator Corps member who just spoke abruptly split open, the sharp iron spike slicing him in half like a longsword... This was the tail of the Traveler Tribe's high-order extraordinary life "Mist-devourer". After years of warfare at Gu Castle, the North Continent soldiers have come to understand the Traveler Tribe's rank distribution.
The body of the Mist-devourer is like steel, ordinary red-silver bullets and purple-silver bullets cannot cause harm!
