Little Digger was shuttling through the fog.
She aimed at the figure in the fog in front of her and approached quickly. The dagger in her hand flashed.
The thick fog around her perfectly concealed her voice and murderous will.
A blood-red flower suddenly appeared on the man's chest without his noticing.
A sharp blade point pierced through his body.
The unlucky guy fell to the ground and died without even making a scream.
"The thirty-sixth one!"
Murmuring her killing number, Little Digger skillfully took off all the useful materials from the man's body and threw them into the package.
Then she rushed to the next target with her package.
As time went by, the density of the surrounding moon pirates decreased rapidly.
After searching for five minutes, Little Digger finally saw a new target in front of her.
However, when she got closer, she found that the so-called target was actually five human-shaped armors.
Little Digger gave up the idea of attacking.