"What's going on over there... right now?"
A special squad under the Player Administration Bureau looked from a nearby hill, observing the rebel sub-base.
It was roughly two or three minutes after Lu Wenwu had left the safe zone that this squad had followed, trailing far behind.
After Lu Wenwu charged into the base solo, they patrolled the perimeter, taking out the scattered sentries and any rebel members trying to escape or return, one by one.
Looking in the direction of the base, they couldn't see any signs of a battle.
Fighting Spirit, Spells, Magic, high-tech weapons...
Nothing.
Only the occasional rumbling sounds hinted that the battle there was not yet over, though the situation didn't seem very intense.
"Brother Wu is temporarily not in any danger. In the rebel's secret stronghold, there are only two life signals left, and none have started fluctuating from battle."
