"There's no need to send anyone else."
"Red Snake, go destroy that place. If Lin An comes out, lure him here."
"If he doesn't come out, then leave him alone."
Hovering in midair, Green Fang indifferently gazed into the distance at the dozens of Mutants fleeing back under his command, as if he had made some sort of decision.
There's no point.
Neither the first nor the second batch of Mutants had forced Lin An out. Sending more low-order ones over would only be throwing them away to die.
Although logically, sending another batch of cannon fodder would probably work. Dragon An should be at the end of its tether by now.
But he had noticed that Space Gate.
The Third Order Peak Mutant sent out the first time had been bizarrely killed instantly, while the hundred Mutants sent out the second time had been stopped by the Third Order Awakeners from Soviet Russia.
What about the third time? Could Dragon An still have another method?
Although Mutants below the Fourth Order were all cannon fodder in his eyes, and their deaths were meaningless, every Mutant was still a crucial part of their future Combat Power.
They had too few people. At least, they had too few people right now.
The more Mutants they had in reality, the faster they could break through the gate. A single Mutant's value right now was enough to equal ten or a hundred in the future.
If too many died, the Council of Elders would have something to say.
Especially when those deaths were meaningless.
As for whether sending out a Fourth Order Mutant would scare Lin An away, he could no longer afford to consider it.
"Green Fang!? If we act now, won't all our preparations have gone to waste!?"
"How could Lin