A mere single-digit loss, for the nearly thousand-member Human Camp, could only be described as a drop in the bucket.
"Hoo—"
"Huff huff—"
Ah Long led his team back as well.
He was gasping for breath, his energy depleted rather severely.
Yu Jin's good big brother was still too earnest—for the fight, others only used half their strength, but he went all out at ninety percent.
Just look—
Not far away, the Blue Silver Squad's two hundred team members weren't even out of breath; their breathing was steady, not a sign of post-battle fatigue to be seen.
Such a scene.
Made Yu Jin realize much more about this 'Mars OL' world.
Outside the camp.
As the humans' Unlimiters retreated, the several hundred-strong Fallen Squad gradually vanished into the black mist.
They seemed to have a special teleportation method, able to travel directly from distant camps to this spot.
Yu Jin's train of thought was interrupted by a cold shout.
"You!"
"Name!"
