"Only one layer of my power has recovered?"
Han Su sensed the power within his body and frowned slightly. It looked like he still had a lot to do.
The entire battlefield had been cleared. He walked toward a mound on a ridge.
It was where the head of the largest Mountain Dweller had been. Its enormous body had been dismantled by the Living Copper Puppet, but because it was so huge, a thread of life still remained. That last spark of life had twisted the terrain, preventing the train from moving forward.
Han Su approached it and immediately drew his gun. Just then, he heard a faint voice from the side:
"That's the last Mountain Dweller. Don't kill it..."
"..."
Han Su turned in surprise and saw that there was still another living thing on the battlefield.
It was the Independent Investigator who had controlled this area. The Living Copper Puppet had torn him to pieces, leaving only his head and half a shoulder relatively intact.
His sequence was extremely unusual. Even in this state, he had managed to preserve a sliver of will.
Of course, judging by the way he looked, he had initially planned to bluff his way through and secretly stay alive. But he quickly realized he had no way to escape the Copper Rust's corrosion. Even if nobody killed him, he would still be corroded to death in a few minutes.
A wave of grief washed over him. Looking at the chaotic battlefield, littered with severed limbs, he felt as if he were trapped in a nightmare, unable to understand how things had come to this.
He had been fine just half an hour ago. How had he ended up accepting a mission like this?
Perhaps it was this state of mind that had prompted