No one knew what Tang Ling was calculating in his mind.
Of course, even if he said it out loud, it would be a bad joke. Mind reading? What kind of joke was that?
Tang Ling's thoughts had always been scattered and jumpy, and it was not something he could control.
At this very second, he no longer had the mood to explore the deviated usage of his Precise Instinct, nor did he want to think about how he could read the mind of a vicious beast.
His interest had already shifted to what the purpose of this beast was. What was so attractive about the Hope Barrier?
His thoughts seemed to be a little off because Tang Ling calculated the angle of the vicious beast's gaze. Although it was looking at the Hope Barrier, it should be less than 20 meters in front of the Watchtower.
Was there something there?
Tang Ling could not see it!
The whole circular hall was sealed off, and only the big screen in front of him showed the whole battlefield.
It undoubtedly piqued Tang Ling's curiosity.
But at this moment, the door of the command center opened again, and a slightly frivolous footstep sounded behind the door.
Tang Ling instinctively turned around, and under the reflection of the vast white light behind the door, he saw a scrawny yet tall man walking towards him.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Yang Kong, kid, do you really need to use the cannons on this kind of guy?" the man said in a light tone as if nothing was worthy of his attention.
He called Yang Kong 'kid' in a friendly manner, but it lacked respect.
Strangely, Yang Kong, who had always been cold, was not angered by the closeness. Instead, he relaxed a little and asked, "Anthony, are you going to fight?"
"What else?" The man whom Yang Kong addressed as Anthony suddenly leaped up to the command podium and looked down at Yang Kong in a slightly arrogant manner.
"Don't you trust anyone's combat power without the flying dragon?" he asked.
The command hall was quiet. Tang Ling was curious about the man called Anthony. He did not even wear his uniform. All he had on was a loose shirt that looked like it was made out of a gunny sack, and his pants were made out of Mani Tensile Grass.
Mani Tensile Grass was the best tensile grass in the settlement, and the pants that were made out of it were considered high-class goods in the settlement.
However, in Safety Sector No. 17, it was something that even the poor looked down on.
Judging from his tone, is this guy a Purple Moon Warrior? Or the so-called rank 3 and above Purple Moon Warriors?
Tang Ling knew nothing about the Purple Moon Warriors, but he was not that dumb that he could not understand the difference between the three ranks.
Ignoring Anthony, Yang Kong looked at the vicious beast on the screen and said, "A Raider Drake. I suspect it's a Level 3 vicious beast with spatial abilities. What do you think?"
Anthony rubbed his tall nose, but his deep-set blue eyes revealed a mocking gaze.
"Raider Drake? Hehe, level 3 is true, but spatial ability? It's impossible for this idiot to do so. " As he spoke, Anthony casually took out a purple ball from his trouser pocket, and then suddenly became serious.
"Rank 3 Purple Moon Warrior, Anthony Leo requests to fight."
"Permission granted." Yang Kong granted permission.
"What's that? Get someone to bring me the knife. "Anthony scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.
Yang Kong's expression turned cold. "You didn't bring your sword with you? If there's any delay … "
"Instead of talking nonsense, why don't you get someone to bring me the knife right away? It's on the lower floor, in armory No. 5. My Night Lightning won't go unnoticed, "Anthony interrupted Yang Kong.
Yang Kong furrowed his brows and quickly gave the order through the command center.
As expected, less than half a minute later, three warriors carried a two-meter long black straight sword into the command center with difficulty. The blade was only eight centimeters wide and looked a little weird.
"Is it heavy?"
"The design of this sword isn't logical. It's so long yet the blade is so narrow, so it'll break easily. Unless it's made of extremely tenacious metal, it'll inevitably sacrifice its hardness. Against lizard beasts with high defense, will it …? "
As Tang Ling observed the scene, many questions popped up in his heart.
However, Anthony walked over and easily picked up the long sword that required three warriors to carry with one hand. He swung the sword lightly, and a slight breeze that felt like it could cut something apart was stirred up in the command center.
"Be careful of the equipment here." Yang Kong was displeased.
Anthony smiled faintly and casually tossed out the purple ball in his hand. The ball split apart in the air, turning into countless purple particles. Then, they rotated and assembled at high speed, forming pieces of armor. A purple necklace hanging in front of Anthony's chest lit up, and with a 'kacha kacha' sound, the armor was instantly put on.
Anthony put the black sword on his shoulder and walked to the big screen in front of him. Suddenly, he reached his hand out and flipped one of the screens open.
So, the big screen is also the window of the Watchtower? What a strange machine!
Before Tang Ling could figure it out, a gust of wind with a bloody stench blew into the command center. A glaring purple light accompanied by a cloud of dust also gushed into the command center.
It was a purple light!
At that very moment, Tang Ling felt like every cell in his body was jumping and his heart was boiling like a fire. It was grinding his will and stirring up his desire to fight.
"The tactical movement disk," Anthony turned around and said to Yang Kong.
At this time, one of the sword-wielding warriors tossed a backpack-like disc to Anthony. Anthony casually put it on his back, and then pulled out a lock that looked like a mountain climbing buckle.
"If you dare set the safe point here, I won't mind breaking it." Yang Kong was not joking.
"Stingy." Anthony dashed out of the Watchtower in a flash.
The screen that he had opened fell down, and the wind that carried the smell of blood also dissipated, along with the hazy purple light.
"Anthony is so handsome!" Christina sounded like she was infatuated with Tang Ling. Beside her, Vian also agreed, "He's handsome, just a little too skinny."
The female warriors in the command center also seemed to agree with her.
Only Orston spat in disdain, but the others did not care.
Tang Ling was a little absent-minded. He could not help but ask Andy beside him, "Did you … I mean, did you feel anything special just now?"
"The smell of blood is heavy in the wind, and the dust from the battle in the ruins is blinding. What if I can't see clearly in the battle in the future? "Andy expressed his concern.
Tang Ling was speechless.
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