The three fake Spiritual Slaves turned and ran away with the communication device.
So quiet for more than ten minutes;
The entire battlefront was quiet for more than ten minutes as well.
The human military seized this precious break period to transport supplies, allocate firepower, and allow the overheated cannon barrels to cool down a bit more.
"Commander, the enemy has sent a communication request, it's the device number we sent out."
"Connect it."
Dongfang Zhenghong turned to glance at the chair behind him, calmly sat down, placed his hands on the armrests, and his expression quickly disappeared.
A dark gray appeared on the big screen;
In the dark gray, a bonfire was lit, revealing three figures.
Everyone could see that these three figures were sitting around the bonfire, and behind them was that 'thick' black fog.
The black fog was dense and impervious, like masses of flesh constantly surging, and staring at it for a while made everyone feel nauseous.
