"Excessive praise... As a soldier, achieving the objective is victory," Jiang Long smiled, accepting that victory and defeat are common in military affairs. Having successfully rescued people, he felt very satisfied.
Unexpectedly, Gao Xin smiled and suddenly unleashed eighteen arms.
The ground shook violently, and the earth cracked open within a hundred-meter radius, spewing out towering pillars of molten lava.
They shot towards those heads!
"What!" Jiang Long and the fleeing referees were shocked.
The thirty-six heads, shooting in all directions, had regained some combat strength after being repaired by Jiang Long, allowing them to emit decent Biological Fields. They thought they could escape.
But these pillars of molten lava were traps that Gao Xin had long been ready to spring.
Throughout the fight with Jiang Long, Gao Xin had been underground, utilizing the Molten Field to melt the material and steadily amassing power.
