"clang..."
The battle saber slipped from his hand and fell. Fang Yuqiong looked at the vast, seemingly endless main Demon Tribe army approaching the battlefield from afar, his body uncontrollably trembling.
"It's over... it's over..."
He said this, then a glimmer named "will to survive" lit up in his eyes.
"Run... that's right, run... I can run... I can still survive..."
"Dad... Grandfather... this place is so damn terrifying..."
Fang Yuqiong turned around with staggering steps. Trembling, he used his skills, and after several attempts, his body finally turned into a black light, darting towards the direction of the outpost base.
He ran away...
This scene was naturally witnessed by the corpse puppet. At that moment, the corpse puppet was struggling to contend with the immensely powerful Giant Cyclops Commander, a glimmer of sorrow flashing in its eyes.
