A massive fighter jet pierced the vault of heaven, tearing through the sky with a roaring sound as it sped rapidly along the edge of massive dark clouds.
Mark lowered his head to glance at the drone blips displayed on the monitoring screen, then looked up at He Ao in surprise. "How did you know they were Mecha reinforcements disguised as drones?"
"Too many people came. For the consortiums, every single military deployment costs a flowing river of money," He Ao shook his head, "I'm not worth that much."
"Indeed," Mark nodded slightly, saying with a hint of emotion, "Your understanding of the consortiums far exceeds ours."
He Ao glanced at him without speaking, saying in a hoarse voice instead, "Follow this road, speed up, and keep moving forward."
"Alright," Mark nodded. He raised his gaze to look around, saying with a faint touch of emotion, "It's really strange this time though. We flew so high and nothing went wrong. According to the data, I remember there should be a sky-lord exotic beast in the high altitude around here, but it actually didn't appear this time."
"Since it didn't appear, let's run a bit faster," He Ao glanced back at the rear, then nodded slightly and said quickly.
"Alright," Mark nodded, continuing to increase the output as the aircraft accelerated further.
As this stream of light flew past above the clouds and mist, deep within the clouds and mist behind the fighter jet—amidst the sky-covering massive dark clouds—two bright crimson radiances lit up.
Immediately following, a pair of massive wings unfurled from the clouds and mist, obscuring half the vault of heaven.
It seemed to be a massive flying exotic beast, and that crimson radiance was precisely the eyes of this beast.
Those eyes gazed at the departing fighter jet,