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Dragon's Fang Port Command Center.
Sirens blared incessantly, and the flashing red emergency lights cast a deathly pallor on everyone's faces.
"Energy readings are off the charts! That thing is accelerating!"
"We've lost contact with the outer Defense Towers! The operators... The operators have gone mad! They're attacking each other!"
"Requesting backup! Requesting backup from East Sea City!"
The communications officer's roars were so loud he nearly shredded his throat.
The commander seated in the main chair was named Liu Zhen. He was a burly, middle-aged man with a Cultivation at the Enlightenment Realm Peak.
At that moment, on his square-jawed face, his masseter muscles bulged and veins throbbed on his temples.
'Backup?'
Even if the reinforcements from East Sea City could fly, it would still take them half an hour.
But at the gray cloud's current speed, Dragon's Fang Port would become a dead land in ten minutes.
'Can't just sit here and wait to die.'
