Afternoon, three or four o'clock.
The desert city has already been severely damaged, turned into ruins, with various skyscrapers collapsed.
Everything is over.
They've been fighting since morning until now, and indeed, they have hunted down the weaker Creators.
"Hahaha, good job, you guys really did a good job, finally killed the opponent." The organization's glasses-wearing man was very excited, he witnessed it all, it was truly terrifying, who could have thought that the clearly weak Creators could make the eleven perfect Mutants suffer so much.
But what he valued most was Cui Xiaofei.
This guy has become stronger than before.
If it weren't for him, the outcome of this battle would be hard to say.
Cui Xiaofei had already enhanced his strength earlier, two pairs of flesh wings making him more perfect, it's just that during the fight against the Creators, one pair of flesh wings was broken.
Blood holes also appeared in his abdomen.
