The Last Commander of the Red Alert

Su Chen watched for a while and smirked, "Is this what it's like when two Eighth Order strongmen fight? It doesn't seem exciting at all."

He had expected that when two Eighth Order strongmen fought, the earth would shake and the sky would crack. But now it looked like a contest between a person and a beast to see who was stronger.

Su Chen felt that even if his subordinates were fighting, it would be more exciting than this.

"Forget it, Black Hawk should be arriving soon, right?"

Just as Su Chen was thinking this, Zhu Hui, who was about to break through the Lizard Dragon's defense field near Wangchang City, suddenly saw a fighter jet appear in the sky.

His first thought was that Wangchang City had dispatched a fighter jet, but what use would it have now?

Zhu Hui hadn't spoken yet when Blade King spoke up first, "Wang Dezhi, get your fighter jet out of here, it's in the way."

The power of a fighter jet was enough to deal with a Fifth Order Transcendent, but against them, it was useless, let alone an Eighth Order Mutant Beast like the Lizard Dragon. Was this thing here to sell cuteness?

Wang Dezhi was also taken aback. He hadn't ordered the fighter jet to be deployed, and the fighter jet looked a little unfamiliar.

"This isn't Wangchang City's fighter jet..." Wang Dezhi didn't finish his sentence before something fell from the Black Hawk.

Fist King leaped up and grabbed the object from mid-air, jumping dozens of meters high in the process.

"What is it?" Blade King asked.

"A small box with a note inside," Fist King opened it and saw only a few words written on the note.

"Golden Peng is one minute away."contemporary romance

What? Golden Peng?

As long as one was human, they would know the name of the Eighth Order Mutant Beast, Golden Peng. Its speed was almost unparalleled, and no one could hurt it unless they had a large-scale move that could hit it.

Although the two Controllers had never seen Golden Peng, they knew that even an Eighth Order Transcendent faced with Golden Peng would have no chance of winning. This guy was just too fast.

"Lord Zhu, the fighter jet just notified us that Golden Peng will be here in one minute," Blade King hurriedly relayed the information from the note.

Zhu Hui's face looked a little ugly. He finally understood the Lizard Dragon's plan. This guy had been delaying time all along, waiting for Golden Peng to arrive so he could escape at any time.

Although Golden Peng and he were both Eighth Order Mid-Term existences, Golden Peng's speed was too fast, and he definitely couldn't hit Golden Peng. On the other hand, Golden Peng could threaten him. This was troublesome.

"That fighter jet just now wasn't from Wangchang City?" Zhu Hui asked with some confusion.

If Wangchang City had received this information, Wang Dezhi should have been the first to know. How could they send a fighter jet to tell him?

"No, it was from that Military Base. They seem to have better reconnaissance capabilities than Wangchang City," Blade King was also very puzzled.

It was quite rare for a Military Base to have reconnaissance capabilities that exceeded those of Base City.

At this moment, Zhu Hui became a little interested in that Military Base. Was it really as Wang Dezhi had said, a heinous organization?

Was this move a gesture of goodwill or a plea for mercy?

Zhu Hui didn't think too much about it. He had to catch the Lizard Dragon within a minute, or it would be game over when Golden Peng arrived.

"Break!" Zhu Hui shouted, and his invisible giant hand finally broke through the Lizard Dragon's defense field, grabbing its neck directly.

The Lizard Dragon was shocked. If it was caught, its fate would be very miserable!

Roar!

The Lizard Dragon let out a roar towards the sky, it wanted to restore its original form!

"Wish to restore your original form? Dream on." However, how could Zhu Hui give it the chance to do so? When the eighth-order Mutant Beast transformed, it looked fast, but it still required a blink of an eye's time, which was enough for Zhu Hui.

Zhu Hui slapped the Lizard Dragon, directly interrupting its transformation. The Lizard Dragon spewed blood and finally appeared in Zhu Hui's hand.

"Zhu Hui, if you dare to kill me, other eighth-order Mutant Beasts will never let you humans go. Dozens of Base Cities will be buried with me at that time, hahaha!"

The Lizard Dragon was caught but instead threatened the other party. However, what it said was indeed possible.

Nearly twenty years had passed since the last war, and during this time, not only had humans grown, but the number of strong Mutant Beasts had also increased.

Zhu Hui clearly felt that some eighth-order Mutant Beasts had changed, and they might take advantage of this opportunity to launch another war.

But could humans really wage war again?

No matter from which level, the number of human strongmen was less than that of Mutant Beasts. If it were not for the fact that human strongmen were stronger than Mutant Beast strongmen in the same level, there would be no human existence now.

"Do you think I dare not kill you?" Zhu Hui looked at the Lizard Dragon coldly, and his other hand slowly raised.

The Lizard Dragon's eyes flashed with a hint of fear. Of course, it was afraid of death, but it knew better that begging for mercy was useless, and being ruthless would be better.

As long as that one arrived, it would definitely...

Just as the Lizard Dragon was thinking like this, suddenly the sky darkened. No, a figure that blocked out the sky appeared in the sky!

At a glance, it was everywhere in gold, with feathers shimmering with a chilling aura, and a pair of sharp eyes overlooking everything.

This was the eighth-order Mutant Beast Golden Peng!

"Lizard Dragon, you were actually caught by humans. How embarrassing." Golden Peng's voice was full of disdain. The other party was just an eighth-order Mutant Beast who had just entered this level, far inferior to an old-timer like itself.

The Lizard Dragon bit its teeth. If it had a choice, how could it ask Golden Peng for help?

Every eighth-order Mutant Beast was extremely proud, and unless in a real life-and-death crisis, they would never seek help from other eighth-order Mutant Beasts.

As for how they sought help, humans had not yet discovered it. Humans only knew that eighth-order Mutant Beasts seemed to have a unique way of communication.

"Golden Peng, hurry up and save me, and I will give you a certain price!" The Lizard Dragon gritted its teeth. Asking Golden Peng for help was not free, and it needed to pay a painful price.

"Very well, Zhu Hui, will you let go of the Lizard Dragon voluntarily, or shall I take action and destroy the entire Base City?" Golden Peng's voice was full of a superior tone. As the overlord of the sky, it had always been so proud.

A hint of hatred flashed in Zhu Hui's eyes. "Golden Peng, did you Mutant Beasts tear up the agreement on purpose? Do you want to provoke a second war?"

In the last war, he had fought Golden Peng and suffered a great loss. Now that he saw his enemy, his anger surged out.

"Hahaha, what is an agreement? Do you think we value a so-called agreement? You humans are just an eliminated species, and we Mutant Beasts will be the future masters of the Earth!" (To be continued...)

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