Killing, blood...these are what Taotie likes very much.

In the universe, countless people who know the details of Taotie, and because of Taotie's preferences, directly give Taotie titles such as savage, fighting machine, not an independent race, but just a vicious dog kept in captivity by Karl.

However, the more people give him these titles, the more ferocious and cruel Taotie becomes.

"You bastards, don't you dare..."

Quickly opening the communication, General Taotie began to pretend to curse without hesitation. In fact, this general did not have the slightest anger towards his subordinate who took the lead in taking action.

It's a joke that the Taotie talk about discipline. The Taotie themselves are a race supported by Karl, and the Taotie clan is willing to be Karl's vicious dogs. The Taotie have no civilization or technology, and everything is given by Karl.

Therefore, the Taotie clan doesn't care about discipline. As long as they can win, then everything is fine.

Therefore, this general will never be angry because his subordinates disobey orders. As long as his subordinates do not lose, he will not be angry.

"Head, help..."

However, roars of fear and despair were immediately transmitted from the communicator. Before the gluttonous general could say anything, violent explosions were heard from the communicator. Then, the communication was cut off and busy signals kept ringing.

One, two...ten, twenty...

Soon, all communicators became busy.

General Taotie's face turned pale. All the spaceships sent down were destroyed. This was what flashed in his mind, but then he shook his head hard.

He didn't want to believe that a pre-nuclear civilization could kill all the spacecraft he sent out in this short period of time.
Chapter completed!