Robbin was so frightened he could hardly breathe when he heard this.
Just two days later, the Lizard Man arrived at the rendezvous point with the fake Robbin, a giant warship hovering outside a star gate node.
Entering the warship, after layers of verification, he brought Robbin to face a burly figure with a fearsome wolfish head, thick pink fur all over the body, bare chest, exuding a ferocious aura.
"Lord Ivan, the mission target has been brought." The Lizard Man bowed his head.
"Mission target?" Ivan's gaze fell on Robbin, who appeared dazed. His nostrils twitched slightly, and his mouth curled into a chilling grin, revealing sharp teeth that made one shiver.
The Lizard Man looked quite proud: "Indeed, that Mechanical Court is all show and no substance. I've been lurking there for so long, and they still haven't..."
