The wind on the summer night started to blow, accompanied by the sound of cars following closely.
Trevor and Hard-headed Mo Lun, who had been waiting for a long time, suddenly perked up.
"They're here."
Finally, they're here.
They both had true names and physiques that differed from ordinary people, so even from a distance, they could perceive the situation far away.
What they sensed were several cars racing toward them.
Among them, several seemed to be large cargo trucks.
That must be it.
"Prepare."
Hard-headed Mo Lun was the most excited, or rather, the most impatient.
He directly pulled out a modified firearm, ready for battle.
His true name wasn't something special, it was Destruction God.
Although he was originally from the old continent, as someone who had been mingling in the mud for years, Destruction God clearly suited his true name the best.
Trevor was also listening to the noises from afar, then he frowned slightly.
"Something seems off..."
"What's off?"
