Temporary Camp
編集者: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Fang Heng lifted his long spear.
Forget it. He couldn't rush it either. He had better escort the convoy back first, then see if he could find any suitable weapons when he returned to the Necromancer Association. He should be able to farm monsters faster then.
"You guys get in the car and leave first, I'll cover!" Fang Heng shouted, signaling the Federation escort team to leave first.
The team moved quickly, boarding the truck one by one and starting the truck to evacuate.
Fang Heng stabbed a few skeletal creatures that were chasing after him to death and threw his spear back into the large truck that was transporting supplies. Then, he quickly entered the car that Li Shaoqiang was driving.
"Those bastards from Oro, let's see how I'm going to get back at them when we get back!"
Although they didn't suffer any substantial losses, what the other party did still managed to provoke Li Shaoqiang's anger.