Chapter 1807: Attack Methods

Saul stared intently at the pilot, releasing his divine sense and invading the pilot's mind. The pilot, who had been terrified, suddenly rolled his eyes back, his face becoming blank and vacant. "What is he doing to the pilot?" Justin asked, his face grim. In less than a minute, Saul retracted his divine sense. "Saul, what do you think? Is this a low-level mortal world?" Tristen couldn't help but ask. Saul replied, "This world we are in is called Earth. It has nearly eight billion people, most of whom are mortals. Their civilization is called a technological civilization." "Technological civilization? Saul, those strange ships and flying objects are their technology?" Lawson chuckled. Saul nodded and continued, "Although there shouldn't be any cultivation resources here, the eight billion ordinary humans are excellent nourishment and resources for us." To Saul, ordinary mortals without immortal roots were no different from livestock that could be slaughtered at will. In the Aw