By the time Jack Clark and his group returned, it was late at night. Even for Jack, dragging the nearly forty-ton Dragon Armor Beast corpse took most of the day to get out of the mountains.
He then painfully dragged it onto a flatbed trailer, specially rented for hauling large excavators, and drove it back.
At this time, many people were still in the armed department. These guys, sitting or standing on the steps outside the mission hall, were all waiting to see if Jack Clark could complete the task.
So when they saw Jack Clark driving back, pulling a seventeen-meter-long beast resembling an ancient Overlord Dragon, the armed department immediately buzzed with excitement.
"Damn, Jack Clark actually killed that Mutated Dragon Beast!"
"What powerful aura. Even from this distance, I feel my legs trembling. He truly deserves to be a Dragon Bloodline Mutated Beast."
"So strong!"