Ultimate Mission! Tyrannical Ghost Clan! (2)

In the captain's room, the two of them sat opposite each other.

"Brother Su," Wang Chen asked in a deep voice, "I don't know if you know anything about heading to the Doomsday Battlefield."

"I knew you would ask." Su Beihai smiled. "I chatted with an unlucky man who has been a coachman for 100,000 years. There seemed to be such a case 70,000 years ago."

He paused for a moment and said, "That Descender is the same as you. His strength is extremely terrifying, far surpassing the Descenders of the same generation."

Hearing this, Wang Chen relaxed a little.

As long as there was a precedent, it meant that he was not getting special treatment. Everything was being carried out according to certain rules.

"There are some things that I couldn't tell you in the past, but I can tell you now!" Su Beihai said.

Wang Chen's eyes glinted slightly and he smiled.

"What do you think we are to the system?" Su Beihai asked.