On the battlefield.
Yang Fan stood next to a massive mound of flesh, feeling quite peculiar.
This was his first kill of a powerful Warrior Level monster.
In terms of strength.
The Primordial Evil Race that descended last time couldn't compare to this Black Sand Worm.
Commander Ma's tone was full of concern: "Mr. Ghost, the battle seems to be over. How are things on your side? Are you injured?"
To the military, Mr. Ghost was a huge asset, and also Great Xia's trump card. They absolutely did not want to see Mr. Ghost get hurt.
Yang Fan replied, "The Black Sand Worm has been killed by me, and I'm unharmed."
Commander Ma breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. Our people are on their way."
They exchanged a few more words.
The communication was cut off.
Yang Fan glanced at his fist, somewhat amazed: "The power was much greater than I expected."
At the moment of the missile explosion.
He instantly activated the Shuttle Boat and teleported next to the Black Sand Worm.
