Chapter 605: Why Is My Career Panel in a 2D Art Style? Chapter 285

If that's the case, he might as well step in and do someone a favor.

But upon closer thought, 【Aio Logistics】 hasn't produced any truly brilliant young dragons in recent years.

Even those dragons with some reputation fall far short of the top geniuses from the other major powers.

Though for a cosmic conglomerate, as long as the top figure remains unharmed, its growth can't truly be threatened, the face still matters.

'So he's been holding back something big. I wonder what his profession is.'

'Could this be a new route 【Aio Logistics】 designed specifically for him?'

Thinking of this, Lord Luonan stroked his chin and fell into deep thought—this could explain why the kid is only at the Fifth Tier.

After all, every stable, powerful profession route requires endless trial and error.

Though many strong ones are pioneers of their routes, 【Aio Logistics】 wouldn't risk a talent like this, would they?

Unfortunately, the 【Mirror Person】 didn't know that Li Ang's current strength has almost nothing to do with 【Aio Logistics】.

At this moment, Li Ang felt the power within him significantly diminished, his gaze flickering between light and shadow.

He ultimately couldn't sustain the 【Hundred Forms Avatar】 forged from all Divine Relics for long, but for his current situation, even the weakened versions of 【Norse】 and 【Bible】 were barely sufficient.

The only thing that surprised him was that, at that critical moment, Rad had still managed to unleash enough power to seriously injure him.

Luckily, he'd still been maintaining the 【Hundred Forms Avatar】 at full power—if not, he'd have suffered a major setback.

Thinking of this, Li Ang took a slow breath to steady his emotions and asked in a calm voice: "Old Wu, haven't your reinforcements arrived yet?"

It's been a long time since Rad appeared; by all rights, 【Giant God's Heavy Industry】's technological capability shouldn't have taken this long to respond.

Hearing this, Old Wu and Director Xiao Pan both flickered with confusion: "Strange… we definitely sent the distress signal."

The middle-aged man checked his communication logs and confirmed his message hadn't been intercepted.

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Seeing they were equally unaware, Li Ang frowned slightly.

Ever since Rad appeared, he'd felt something was off.

And as time passed, that strange feeling grew stronger.

Just then, the old man who had remained silent since the black sun vanished suddenly let out a low groan.

Rad opened his bloodshot eyes, staring at his mangled body, his expression darkening into pure fury.

A miscalculation—he hadn't expected the kid to have such a terrifying trick up his sleeve.

Worse, that attack had subtly stirred the power Ma Zires had left inside him, worsening his condition further.

'Hmph—if not for that, how could that brat possibly be my match?!'

As this thought flashed through his mind, the old man felt a surge of irritation.

After a moment of silence, he rasped out: "Fine… I didn't think you'd actually push me this far."

His current state of disgrace rivals only when he faced Ma Zires—but remember, that red dragon was Seventh Tier; even if he'd died then, it would've been normal.

And this kid over here?

Fifth Tier.

Rad never imagined he'd one day lose to a professional ranked lower than himself.

Yet despite his fury, he now craved the strange young dragon even more.

If he could absorb the boy into himself, he would surely advance further.

Thinking of this, Rad suddenly spoke: "Are you still going to keep watching?"

Hearing this, Li Ang's heart jolted.

There's another ally!

Realizing this, he immediately went on guard against the unseen enemy.

One second… two seconds… three seconds…

But even after several minutes passed, the expected enemy never appeared, leaving Li Ang puzzled.

'Is this just bluffing? Or is this old man calling for that succubus?'

He hadn't forgotten that Lavellin was Rad's ally—she'd just been under Borugas's constant watch.

Not just Li Ang—Old Wu and the others thought the same.

The middle-aged man scanned the surroundings with his robot and, confirming no enemies were present, said: "Looks like you're at your last breath, old man. Otherwise, you wouldn't need to pull such cheap tricks."

Old Wu assumed Rad was just trying to scare them—after all, the old man's condition looked terrible.

"Hmph."

Hearing this, Rad let out a noncommittal chuckle.

Just as Old Wu was about to say more, a tall figure suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

At once, everyone went on high alert.

But when they saw the newcomer's face, Old Wu and Director Xiao Pan both exhaled in relief and called out: "Lord Laosen, you've arrived."

Old Wu was about to introduce the newcomer to Li Ang: "Li Ang, this is Lord Laosen—the one who assigned our mission to me and Xiao Pan—"

Before he could finish, a massive force suddenly shoved him aside.

The next instant, a searing bolt of terrifyingly hot lightning flashed through the space where Old Wu had just stood.

At the same time, Rad's emotionless voice reached everyone's ears: "Laosen… I thought you weren't going to move."

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Hearing this, Old Wu and Director Xiao Pan's pupils dilated in shock, their faces filled with disbelief.

They weren't fools—just from those words, they understood what had just happened.

No wonder reinforcements never came—when your superior is a traitor, there are no reinforcements!

No.

There is one, but it's enemy reinforcements.

Thinking of this, Old Wu and Pan Mingrui exchanged a glance, both seeing bitterness on each other's faces.

This hijacking case was a trap from start to finish; they just didn't know what exactly their superior was planning to do.

At this moment, Li Ang stared at the massive cannon barrel in the distance, from which wisps of cooking smoke were drifting, his expression utterly icy.

Sure enough, his feeling was right; there was indeed something fishy about this.

It was just that he hadn't expected the person in charge of the hijacking case on the Giant God's gravity side to actually be a mole.

But this way, it could explain why Lad and Lavilin had never shown particularly panicked expressions from start to finish.

'Immortal Evolution.'

Looking at the expressionless old man in the distance, Li Ang silently recited the name of the faction the other belonged to in his heart.

Ever since he came to this world, he had been inextricably entangled with this cosmic giant corporation.

Even a clay figurine has three parts of fire; sooner or later, he would settle the score with this group of lunatics.

But for now, he had to first find a way to escape.

Unfortunately, in his current state, facing Lad alone would still be manageable, but wanting to deal with that sixth-level professional named 'Lawson' at the same time was clearly a bit unrealistic.

'Tch'

Just as Li Ang was pondering how exactly to escape, his expression suddenly paused.

The ability he had been researching ever since obtaining the Orphis blood had finally, through the Shadow Clone's unremitting research,

succeeded.

The fever has broken, but I'm still a bit floaty; I should be able to return to normal updates tomorrow.