Lu Lin had a strange expression on his face.
In his eyes, Liu Chang was like the legendary Grim Reaper grade-schooler, bringing death wherever he went.
Earlier, the elite warriors of the Dark Silk Clan were wiped out by Lu Lin and his people.
In the nests gathered by the Dark Silk Clan and Gray Dwarves alien race in the underground river, Lu Lin eliminated every single one of them.
Counting those teammates he had killed during his earlier treason.
Liu Chang had already directly and indirectly caused three group extinction events.
Now, there are so many alien races from the Crane Feather Clan again... hmm, Lu Lin activated his perception and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
It seems he will bring another group extinction to these Crane Feather Clan members.
In his perception, there were more than thirty people inside and outside the Crane Feather Clan, the lowest ability being third level, the highest being fifth level.
