Return countdown 44:00:00, 4:00 a.m.
Empire TOP Military Base. The heavy rain had yet to stop.
A massive armored transport vehicle slowly drove into the base. Rain washed over its body, and black rainwater in the night streamed down from the vehicle onto the ground.
This was a vehicle the Kingdom of Roosevelt specifically used to transport beastman warriors. It had resilient alloy gates inside to prevent those beast soldiers, comparable to A-Class genetic warriors, from escaping.
Yet this transport vehicle was now being used to carry an elevator.
The Fate Weaver watched with a smile as the Sealed Elevator was dismantled, then sixteen genetic warriors worked together to lift it onto the transport vehicle.
Throughout the process, the entire military base thundered with noise.
Four armed helicopters circled overhead, with genetic warriors aboard constantly keeping watch over the elevator below. In the sky, the propellers churned the wind and rain. Under the searchlights, the chaotic white raindrops looked like a heavy snowfall.
Not only that.
All the Metal Storms had returned to normal and aimed their gun barrels at the elevator.
It seemed that even though Qing Chen had been locked inside the Forbidden Item, the Sealed Elevator, and it could not be opened without the host's command, these people still did not feel safe enough.
Joker.
He might have been the only Easterner in the Western Continent whom everyone knew. He possessed formidable combat strength and unimaginable battle wisdom. His presence had been behind every operation that had dealt a crushing blow to the Western Continent. He had not even spared a game like Superconducting World. It was simply outrageous.
When facing a monster of that caliber, no amount of caution was excessive.
Inside the elevator, Qing Chen hammered against the walls with loud thuds. The deafening impacts