A ferocious colossal beast burst out of the ground.
It abruptly raised its enormous head, its pair of blood-red eyes fixed unblinkingly on Wang Chen, who stood only a few dozen meters away. The ground behind it exploded open one patch after another, revealing its long body.
Sword-like plates of armor stood tall along its back, gleaming with a dark metallic sheen.
Nether Dragon!
Wang Chen recognized the colossal beast at once—the Nether Race's most powerful combat unit.
The Nether Race's legions used Nether Hunters as their basic units, with Nether Eyes serving as commanders and battlefield controllers, while Nether Dragons formed their core combat power. They were terrifyingly powerful.
It was said that the strongest Nether Dragons stretched for tens of thousands of meters and could contend with Titan battleships in the vacuum of space. Some had even inflicted devastating damage upon an Imperial frontline fleet.
The Nether Dragon before him clearly had not reached such a fearsome level. Its body extended only a little over a hundred meters, utterly incomparable to those dragons tens of thousands of meters long.
Nether Dragons were also divided into ranks and types, each assigned different combat missions. Though this Nether Dragon lurking underground was not large, its combat power was absolutely not to be underestimated.
Wang Chen had never imagined that after killing a Nether Eye, he would provoke a Nether Dragon as well.
Was this the Nether Race's nest on Tampas Star?
Wang Chen strongly suspected that although the Nether Legion had withdrawn from the Tampas Star Cluster, it had not abandoned this Life Planet and had left some of its forces behind.
But what was the Nether Race's purpose?
His thoughts raced. Wang Chen immediately reached out and drew his combat blade into his hand, then leaped high into the