"Human feelings? Hehe, although I do want them, it's not that serious..."
"After all, you're my boss now, and this will be my place to live in the future, right? Helping you clear out these little insects is only right."
Ziwei wore a relaxed expression, as if he didn't take these numerous Desert Worms seriously at all.
Zhang Xiaoman is no longer the Little White he used to be.
After connecting with the Dark Spirit Star Domain Alliance, he learned many things through its advanced Dark Web and has developed a broader perspective.
Indeed, as Ziwei said, these Desert Worms aren't particularly numerous.
Though humanity's current strength finds it hard to contend, compared to the real Desert Worm Clan's main force, these few on the Moon are just a drop in the ocean.
Zhang Xiaoman clenched his palm, a Thunderbolt emerged from his hand and then transformed into the shape of a sword, none other than the Purple Cloud Divine Sword.
