The chaos caused by the Golden Horned Beast had finally been quelled. Everything had come full circle from the moment Liu Yun piloted Excalibur Brave to lure the Golden Horned Beast away.
Yet the people of Earth still did not understand who had done such a thing, or why.
Hong and Thunder God stood atop the collapsed wall, watching the surging horde of monsters retreat. Understanding had already dawned on them.
"Thunder God, who do you think was piloting that warship and saving people? I have someone in mind, but I don't dare say it aloud."
The instant Hong saw the spacecraft, he had thought of an old friend. But he had no evidence whatsoever.
At Thunder God's words, his gaze stretched into the distance as he watched the gradually retreating monster horde. A complicated look surfaced on his face, and he let out a heavy sigh.
"Although the Golden Horned Beast crisis has been resolved, the threat of the monsters has not been completely eliminated. For now, we should deal with the monsters first. We can discuss these matters properly afterward."
He too had thought of that old friend. Unfortunately, in his eyes, that person was more likely dead than alive. It would probably end in tragedy.
If that person truly possessed the ability to directly defeat the Golden Horned Beast, he would have revealed it long ago. Countless troublesome monsters were currently ravaging Huaxia. As Huaxia's strongest fighters, they could not continue standing by.
Hong found that reasonable. He leaped down from the city wall and threw himself straight into battle. The two of them found it easy enough to deal with these monsters.
What was even more unexpected was that although Huaxia had been invaded by an enormous number of monsters, its losses were not actually severe.