It was exactly Zhao Qingxian and Zhang Tao from the team, the so-called 'kings of scale.'
At this moment, one was desperately running, while the other was being carried on a run.
The one being carried was Zhao Qingxian.
Lin Zichen took a closer look and noticed that Zhao Qingxian had multiple wounds on his body.
The wounds were tinged with strands of black aura.
The black aura looked very familiar.
It was identical to what he had seen on the aliens from the Land of Oblivion before.
Soon, the guards on the high wall saw Zhang Tao and Zhao Qingxian through special observation tools, and immediately opened the city gate to let the two men in.
Upon entering the city gate, Zhang Tao was so exhausted that he collapsed on the ground, gasping for air.
The Zhao Qingxian he had been carrying on his back was now unconscious with a pale face, and his condition seemed very critical.
"What happened?"