"What does he want to do!?"
...
This is probably the question in everyone's mind.
But all they saw was Ji Mingyu standing still in the cockpit.
Unmoving.
"No... impossible."
"This is impossible!"
"How could the Crystal Palace be shattered!!"
In the crystal ball-like cockpit, Ji Mingyu's body was trembling.
He was the pride of the Wind Ice Flower family, admired by his peers, the pilot of the Federation's ultimate weapon.
The meaning of his existence was to serve as the pillar of his generation, to pass on the family glory, to keep the Ji family standing at the peak of the Federation forever.
Yet now, his most proud Crystal Palace was shattered by a single blow from the opponent.
This overturns the entire meaning of his existence at present.
His life's belief collapsed suddenly at this moment.
Nothing feels more cruel than losing faith.
However, at this moment... no matter what expression he makes, how unbelievable, or how fearful he is inside.
