The rich team's captain was proud of himself. He was obviously convinced by his own idea and had a self-satisfied smile on his face.
Tang Zhen did not say anything. He wanted to see just what kind of strange appearance that war beast would have after growing wings.
At this time, the battlefield had been cleaned up. The dejected captives formed a long line and slowly moved forward under the watch of the Holy Dragon City soldiers.
Now that Holy Dragon City was in the midst of construction, these prisoners were the best labor force, so they naturally could not be wasted.
They were lucky. Otherwise, according to the style of Tai Seng and the others, none of them would have survived and their corpses would have been abandoned in the wilderness.
After a great battle, the plains were filled with corpses and a nauseating stench. After the Holy Dragon City Army left, monsters would definitely rush over to devour them.
