At this moment, behind the White Rhombus, the Level 5 Battleship Blood Teeth leads flocks of Mech Formation in a mad pursuit.
Swish swish!
Beams and missiles continuously shoot toward the White Rhombus!
Rumble!
The Energy Barrier of the White Rhombus vibrates incessantly.
In the Central Control Room.
Captain Lum reports with intense nervousness.
"Lord Omid, the Energy Barrier has dropped to thirty-one percent, and is about to reach the danger line."
"Keep going!"
Omid sits in the command chair, his expression extremely solemn.
"Father, what should we do now? These people are relentlessly targeting us, clearly coming for us."
At this moment, Shadler beside him speaks in panic and unease.
His Level 5 Battleship Water Wave had already been sunk while covering their escape.
"What's there to panic about? You must remain calm and not throw yourself into chaos, or you'll only die faster."
Omid says to Shadler with some disappointment.
"Yes, father."
Shadler swallows hard.
