"Forty-six ... Forty ..."
Lu Xin flew through the forest of the dead like a ghost, weaving through countless dead people.
When he began to act alone, he found that the influence of the forest of the dead on him had decreased.
Their slow reactions could no longer keep up with his speed.
Even if there were a few of them, they would not be able to affect him.
He quickly rushed to the 46th set of launchers and removed them one by one. Then, just as he was ready to destroy the two transmitters in one go, he suddenly noticed that another red dot on the map displayed by his glasses had disappeared.
Lu Xin was pleasantly surprised.
It was the person who was currently in the wilderness, somewhere unknown, carrying out the same mission as him.
He had destroyed forty-seven launcher groups, which meant that he only had one more to deal with.
"Hahahaha ..."
Lu Xin burst into laughter.
