"Monster... he's the real monster!"
In less than ten minutes, the once-bustling Toll Station had turned into a hellish slaughterhouse.
Mangled corpses and flames littered the ground.
Of the entire Golden Race battalion, only its captain, Jin Hen, remained alive.
But even Jin Hen was in a wretched state.
A shot from the Ballista had grazed his left arm, blasting half of it away.
Drone bullets had riddled his chest, and his health bar was nearly empty, with less than 5% remaining.
He knelt on one knee in a pool of blood, gasping for breath, his eyes filled with shock.
This Fivefold Race player really is terrifyingly powerful... no wonder the higher-ups took him so seriously, Jin Hen thought.
He knew he was certain to die, but he felt no fear. After all, Civilization Monsters like them could revive after death.
Then he couldn't help glancing at the list of items he could drop.
At the very top of that list was an item whose drop rate he had used his authority to raise to the maximum.
This was the backup plan he had mentioned earlier.
Once you take this, there's no way you'll be able to resist going inside.
As Jin Hen was thinking, the light before him suddenly dimmed, and an enormous shadow engulfed him completely.
He struggled to raise his head, only to find the Gale Ranger's blood-soaked, ferocious front end right before him.
There was no intention of stopping to interrogate or mock him. A Da simply pressed down on the accelerator, expressionless.
Roar!
The Gale Ranger mercilessly rolled over him. Amid a teeth-grating crunch of shattering bones, Jin Hen's body was instantly crushed into a puddle of pulp, killing him outright.
"Clean up the battlefield."
Sitting inside the vehicle, Su Ye took a sip of