C177 The Sky Scorpio Business Army

Moorer felt as though he was sprinting down a pitch-black, endless corridor.

An unstoppable, blood-red tide was relentlessly pursuing him from behind!

"Warriors! Fix bayonets! White blade in, black blade out!"

"The ants! The ants are really coming!"

"You're about to face the blades of Nine Dragons!"

"Did you enjoy the fight? Good, good... Now... it's my turn..