After less than ten minutes of battle, the chaotic situation finally ended, and the temporary team regrouped in the dark tunnel.
"Eleven Conquerors died, all below Third-order, seven of which turned into Mutated Creatures, and the remaining five were caught off guard and ambushed to death."
Dantai meticulously inquired about the battle process. This kind of dominance made the newly stabilized Conquerors very dissatisfied, but no one dared to complain.
"What orders were those Mutated Creatures?" Warcraft brother, smart as he was, thought things through carefully. He had thought Dantai would continue questioning but didn't expect the answer right away.
"Four First-stage, two Second-order."
"Impressive." Warcraft brother admired, seeing such quality; Dantai truly deserved to be the team's brain.
"So, the higher the mutation level, the less likely it is to mutate?" Fu Tianxiao's voice carried a hint of gleefulness.
