Desert Manual
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Other than the blueprint, Xu Chu did not think that there was anything else that could attract the Sand Lizards.
Xu Chu pondered for a moment, but couldn't grasp it. Eventually, he chose to stop dwelling on it.
Amidst the crowd, Liu Peng's eyes glinted. However, his expression showed a deep sense of fear.
The future is mine as long as these soldiers can take them down!
Liu Peng brimmed with excitement as he witnessed the Sand Lizards falling one by one at the hands of the Mystic Yang soldiers. His joy knew no bounds.
He held his hands tightly in front of his chest as if there was something there.
I'm going to be immortal!
A subtle book-shaped outline lay concealed on his chest. Without careful scrutiny, one wouldn't detect what he was hiding.
At that moment, the Mystic Yang Formation was like a spinning gear, continuously killing the Sand Lizards.