They Were... Hope
Su Xiao soon saw the big guy Baja had mentioned. It was a giant lizard nearly forty meters tall, with an even more exaggerated body length.
The giant lizard stopped near Shelter No. 9. On closer inspection, one could see a flat metal cabin fixed to its back, with an impact cannon mounted on top.
A great cloud of dust billowed up as the giant lizard crawled onto the ground. Several figures walked from its back toward its neck, eventually standing atop its head.
"The Flame Skull Gang."
Broken Tooth, standing behind Su Xiao, swallowed. He had seen this giant lizard once before. This terrifying creature had destroyed Shelter No. 3, and he had witnessed that scene with his own eyes. He would never forget it.
The Flame Skull Gang from Shelter No. 17 had come calling. This was only to be expected. After all, the Flame Skull Gang was one of the strongest forces in this wilderness.
A man wearing a half-face metal mask leaped down from the giant lizard's head. The mask covered his nose and mouth, while his disheveled hair hung loosely down his back. The metal mask on his face was thick and heavy, with numerous tubes connected beneath it. Armor plates were embedded in his upper body, and several black tubes hung naturally downward.
"F-Flame Skull... Mogro!"
The Hunters who had been preparing to fight all retreated in unison after seeing the man's face clearly. This was also why Su Xiao had no interest in developing this force. Compared to the Zerg, these Hunters were completely useless.
At the end of the day, they only wanted to survive. Their willpower was far inferior to that of soldiers, let alone compared to the fearless Zerg.
If a demon beast army were beside Su