Thick, black fog enveloped it, making it impossible to see what kind of creature was inside. Liang He tilted her head up slightly, as if piercing through the fog to lock eyes with it.
"Are you a Fierce Beast too?"
Not only was she unafraid, but she was also a little curious. Mimicking the Mojin King Tiger's signature head-tilt, Liang He stood motionless, her eyes full of confusion.
"Why aren't you making a sound? Are you a mute beast?"
Not far away, Hoder saw this and burned with anxiety, assuming Liang He was paralyzed by fear from this inexplicable creature.
"Liang He! Don't be afraid, I'm coming to save you right now!"
Most interstellar weapons relied on stored energy, which was then converted into bullet-like projectiles to fire. However, energy was limited after all, and in the face of a large-scale Fierce Beast invasion, it was simply not enough.
