In Captain Wu's eyes, most of the people taking part in this Phoenix Organization campaign were doomed to die.
But they were weak and truly needed more outside support. Besides, Captain Wu was already in a difficult position.
The elders of the four great families and those Rain-grade experts all believed he was the real Seventh Prince. If they found out he wasn't, even the power of the Golden Phoenix might not be enough to save him.
Rumble!
Just as Captain Wu was thinking this, dust suddenly rose in the distance beneath the blood rain.
"That fleshy-bump Anomaly has come after us again."
Ox Seat, standing beside Captain Wu, darkened his expression.
Earlier, when Night Rain had still been at the Severe Rain stage and they had been going around recruiting people under the Seventh Prince's name, that fleshy-bump Anomaly had relentlessly pursued him.
Back then, Captain Wu and Ming's Eight-Handed Anomaly had suppressed it and driven it off. But before long, the thing had somehow recovered from its injuries and come sweeping back. This had happened several times.
Now that their ranks had grown, the fleshy-bump Anomaly was increasingly outmatched. It couldn't even get close to them.
"Let someone deal with it. We don't have time for a Lesser Anomaly like that."
Ox Seat now had Rain-grade experts at his disposal, so killing the fleshy-bump Anomaly would be no trouble. This time, they could finally eliminate the persistent creature for good.
But before he could issue the order, the fleshy-bump Anomaly beneath the Night Rain suddenly seemed to receive some kind of command. It changed direction, skirted around them, and rolled toward Qing Gao Tower like a runaway wagon.
"Did it run away...? In that direction, then. So this thing really was Phoenix Organization's doing!"
Ox Seat paid no