Over an hour later, a beastly roar emanated from the depths of Immortal Country, as the monarch-level beast reluctantly cast a fierce glance at Team 19 before retreating with its troops sulkily.
Next time, it would come again.
Annihilating a reserve camp would certainly earn it a generous reward from the emperor-level beasts, perhaps even a chance at an evolution path for its species.
As the beast tide dissipated, the members of Combat Team 19 treated the previously unattended wounds on the spot and then silently hurried toward the rest camp.
Their steps were noticeably faster than usual. Upon returning to the camp, they did not head to the logistics center first but quickly made their way to the instructors' quarters.
The instructors walking alongside them had complex expressions in their eyes, and finally, Li Hong spoke.
"Don't go, Tang Long isn't here."