In the blink of an eye, two hours had already passed.
But for this Destruction Team, this period of time felt endlessly long...
"That white shadow keeps jumping out to ambush us. Although it doesn't hit often, sooner or later someone will be suddenly dragged away... We've already lost four people on this route," a team member following beside the young man said with a frown.
He glanced back at his gathered but weary-looking companions and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Vice Captain, what should we do? If we keep pursuing this way..."
What should we do?
"I wish I knew!"
The young man felt frustrated, and this frustration only intensified as time went on.
If they chased, the Mutant Beast would continue to harass them from the sidelines, but if they didn't chase, they couldn't swallow the indignation.
Moreover, the Mutant Beast moved too quickly. From his Spirit Detection results, it seemed there might be more than one Mutant Beast around here.
