"As long as we reach the northern island, with Sir Wang Chen around, these guys will be killed like bugs. Everyone, don't worry. We will definitely survive."
The Lizardman leader of the battleship was encouraging the terrified Descenders. They had gone out hunting and were unlucky enough to encounter these Abyssal Apes.
They were defeated in the first battle and could only escape in a sorry state, and now, Wang Chen was their last hope.
A few hours later, the huge northern island was in sight, less than a hundred kilometers away.
"Contact the Descenders on the island and ask them for help," the Lizardman leader ordered loudly.
Soon, they contacted Kraft's Tempest.
"Redfish, this is Tempest. What's the matter?"
Hearing the voice from the communicator, the Lizardmen on the Redfish seemed to pick up on the sound of nature.
