Fighter jets came thundering after their enemies' lives; Bombers dropped scores of eggs of Scorpion shaped parasites, initiating a biological invasion; Ships sprouted appendages that dragged targets underwater; Tanks secreted high intensity bio-acid to clear the surroundings, with their main canons lobbing mixed shells and the advanced Whistle Beasts armed with bone aura guns moving in concert.
Each combat unit communicated and coordinated with a group consciousness, their march completely in sync, integrating sea, land, and air.
Yu Liang contemplated that scene for a moment and couldn't help feeling a stir of excitement.
The level of battle had been raised a notch, and when faced with single players, it would be a reduced dimensional attack.
He suddenly felt that he had identified his future development goal. With an author's unique ability, there indeed seemed to be a possibility.
