A strange look flickered across Lu Lin's face.
In his opinion, Liu Chang was like a legendary god of death in student form, bringing death wherever he went.
Previously, the elite warriors of the Black Silk Tribe had been wiped out by Lu Lin and his team.
The gathering nests of the Black Silk Tribe and Gray Dwarves in the Underground River had also been completely eliminated by Lu Lin, not a single one left.
Counting the teammates Liu Chang had killed during his earlier defection, he had already directly or indirectly caused three instances of total annihilation.
Now, there were so many Crane Feather Clan members... Hmm, Lu Lin activated his Perception, a faint smile touching his lips.
It seemed he was about to bring another total annihilation to these Crane Feather Clan members.
Within his Perception, there were over thirty Crane Feather Clan members, both inside and out. The weakest among them was Third Level, while the strongest was Level Five.
