And the tundra fleet's brilliant performance on this day was not an exception.

Under the influence of the six major officials, the entire wasteland ocean became a sensation almost at the same time. Before the tsunami was over, humans launched a general offensive.

Humans are racing against time to kill, and the arrogant alien races in the past are also racing against time to escape at this moment!

From twelve o'clock at noon on the 7th to two o'clock in the morning on the 8th, in just half a day, the ocean aliens and land aliens were killed by humans who had accumulated countless resentments, and nearly 20% of the total number of people were killed!

At this moment, after millions of tons of alien blood entered the sea, even if it was washed away by the tsunami, the entire ocean was filled with scarlet red!

Bathed in the smell of blood, all humans have a good harvest today!

According to official data, before the war between the three tribes began, the bonus to human strength from this day's harvest had already reached a terrifying 20%.

In addition to this kind of hard power, after almost more than 70% of the survivors took action and put aside their fear of aliens, their mentality also changed drastically.

This kind of psychological drastic change is a positive gain that is even more terrifying than the increase in strength!

In the subsequent counterattack of the alien race, the bonus brought by this mentality is more important than weapons and strength.

But it was at this time that Sumo's face turned solemn on the Hope, which had already sailed to the edge of the fifth theater and was about to enter the third theater.

"Wolf San, how do you feel about your condition now?"

"Reporting to the director, my current condition is very good. No, I can beat the previous five me now!"

Stroking the muscles that sprouted on his arms, standing on the floor of the isolation room, facing the envious eyes of other aliens, the werewolf named Lang San looked happy.

After saying this, it seemed that in order to prevent Sumo from not believing in his growing strength, Lang San excitedly released a wind blade.

Release the Wind Blade. Previously, only four of the werewolf clan numbering over two hundred could use it.

But now, after receiving the first reward, I listened to the congratulations from other aliens inside, and looked at the smile on Lang San's face that was almost to the point of breaking his ears.

Although the weather was in the early 20s, Sumo felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
Chapter completed!