"The factions haven't sent any fifth-grade Transcendent yet?"
Zhang Lei's face was extremely gloomy as he spoke in a low voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a heavy silence. No one answered his question. At this moment, not only were they struggling to hold on, but even their communication had been disrupted by the Void Insect Race.
They couldn't reach the outside, and the outside couldn't reach them.
"It was clearly just a preliminary mission initially. Why would a fifth-grade Hive Tyrant emerge? Dammit, what exactly are those school intelligence departments doing!"
Zhang Lei punched the city wall and said through gritted teeth.
"Now is not the time to talk about this. What we need to focus on now is how to hold on under the upcoming invasion of the Void Insect Race until the school sends a fifth-grade Transcendent to support us. That is the most important thing!"
Xia Xun, who had been silent all the way, suddenly spoke up.
