Therefore, under the joint attack of a thousand prehistoric saints and supreme gods, this transcendent soldier type from the Illusionary Race died tragically in the righteous group attack.
Zhou Fight nodded in satisfaction.
So what if you are a Transcendent soldier type? In front of my huge army, wouldn't I still be defeated?
"It's just a pity."
"If only "They" were scarlet monsters."
"This way, I can keep a few of "They" alive and capture "Them" to be nurtured in the Scarlet Broodmother."
"This way, it won't be long before all the soldiers under my command can be transformed into Transcendent soldier types. Their combat strength will rise to another level."
Zhou Shangliang thought regretfully.
Even though "He" also had a way to transform the scarlet monster, such a method was only possible for ordinary life forms.
For creatures like the Illusionist Clan that came from the imagination, even "He" could not turn "Them" into scarlet monsters.
"He" swept "His" gaze around.
