"Currently, there have been many Shapeshifters on the Nether Battlefield. Furthermore, these creatures are hostile to all races. The Nether race, other foreign races, and even us humans are their targets."
Guo Jia wore a grave expression. If it weren't for the fact that the Nether Battlefield was teeming with soldiers, the losses to the dynasty would have been even more severe.
Even the Nether race had several cities invaded by such Shapeshifters, causing those cities to become dead cities.
Hearing Guo Jia's words, Mei Changge frowned slightly and looked at the glass bottle in his hand.
Bam!
He exerted a little force with his palm and the glass bottle shattered.
A ball of black smoke quickly flew out of the bottle and formed a human figure.
"Is this their talent?"
Looking at the Shapeshifter that was gradually showing its appearance, Mei Changge's consciousness landed on it.
