Survival of the Fittest

"Chela from the Scorpion Mercenaries!"

Gong Yi's gaze was locked on the figure advancing toward them.

It was Chela, one of the Eight Great Poisonous Scorpions from the Scorpion Mercenaries and also one of the top experts under Caslort. His aura wasn't inferior to the trio at all, and his killing intent was stronger than them by far too much.

"Tsk tsk, you guys haven't run away yet?" Chela's thick lips curled up to show his teeth which had a bloody red tint to it. It was said that he liked to eat human flesh, especially humans from the Federation, as they had a special taste.

"I thought you Federation people were smart. However, I see that there are idiots too."

Bang!

A figure suddenly crashed down from mid-air, creating a giant sandy hole in the desert. A terrifying big hand reached out from the hole as a gigantic ball of meat squeezed its way out from it, just like a fat sandworm.