"Mine is also disconnected from the Origin!" Amon shouted, "The depth of the layer exceeds the limit we can maintain, Old Lin! From now on, Sesha and I are just two consumables!"
Tian Bufan gritted his teeth and said, "The 'Angel' looms threateningly, there's no time to lose, just unleash yourselves. Once we reach the Land of Ruins, 'our' endurance will be enough to handle the voyage."
The Astrologer heard this, squinting his eyes again and gazed deeply at Tian Bufan, then lightly pressed his lips together, "If so, then let's do it."
"Then leave the ship's side here! I'll use the Secret Pattern Matrix to connect the ship's side with the deck. All fallen security guards will immediately be transformed into the shells of the 'Mourners' and transferred to the deck, so that after the newborn Fog Nightmare Hunter falls in battle, its will can quickly find a vessel and continue fighting in the form of a 'Mourner'!" Amon mobilized the Secret Pattern Matrix, quickly paving the way.
