It's like a bird that has eaten its fill flying back to the woods, leaving behind a vast white land that is truly clean.
For some unknown reason, this phrase flashed through Fang Xuewen's mind.
He let out a deep breath, ceased his futile struggle to control the Mecha, and steadied himself within the confined space of the vine cage.
He could hear the gasps of surprise from his companions in the communication channel, the heavy breathing of the operators, the chaotic screams from the front line, and the sharp alarms echoing in the command hall.
The man before him wasn't lying,
This cold and terrifying intuition lingered in Fang Xuewen's heart, making his throat tighten as he hoarsely asked, "Why?"
"Ha,"
Li Ang chuckled, "The right question is not to ask me why,
but what I want.
If I were a follower of alien civilizations' arrival,
believing humanity was beyond hope, wishing for the advanced civilization that created the deep-sea Giant Beasts to come and take over Earth,
