In the pitch-black night, between the dense forest and the bushes, a sudden blinding light appeared.
The seemingly ordinary tricycle at this moment seemed to have defied gravity, racing up the steep slope at an unbelievable speed, rolling over the loose soil, as if flying between the hills.
The moment the strange tricycle was noticed, the gunman on the high ground fell into hesitation, contemplating whether to retreat.
But even faster was a shadow that had swept across the sky…
A bird took to the air!
In the midst of jumping and jolting, a box in the small ox cart suddenly soared into the air, landing in the claws of Gloria.
Then, the little bird unfolded its wings and effortlessly lifted the long, rectangular box that weighed more than itself, diving quickly in the direction where Ji Jue was located.
Express from Xiao Jiu!
Amidst the shock, the gunman’s expression changed, instinctively raising his gun to shoot down the bird that flew overhead.
But at that very moment, a buzzing sound that made his scalp tingle reached his ears.
A chill ran down his spine.
On the battlefield of Central Land, whenever this sound was heard, it signified the imminent descent of a drone swarm’s suicide attack from above.