Ding! Awaiting support. 329 hours remaining until support arrives.
Before Chen Yi reported the information, there had been no updates on his mission interface.
It was not that the Pact of the Bronze Hall had completely cut off contact with the Game World. Rather, most of the time, the Game World did not keep watch over players.
It only paid special attention when a mission was underway or when someone was developing a skill.
So after Chen Yi reported the intelligence, even though the other side was dragging along a bronze structure, his mission interface was still displaying normally.
Chen Yi was not sure whether higher ranks had a way to negate the Pact.
Or whether the Game World had used the Pact to make its power ignore the effects of the bronze structure.
But Chen Yi knew that trouble had arrived.
Spatial fluctuations appeared on his right again.
Something abnormal lurked in the darkness ahead.
"Fire Dragon."
Fire Dragon wore a solemn expression. "┗|｀O′|┛ Ao!"
There was no need for Chen Yi to say more. Fire Dragon understood what he meant.
The time for a desperate battle had come.
"Pact: As if a dream, not real."
Fire Dragon's projection formed.
Under Chuka's constant healing, Fire Dragon had recovered to around 12% health. Its injuries became false, while the injuries on the projection became real.
As for Chen Yi's injuries, there was no need.
They had mostly recovered during this time.
Fire Dragon punched through space, striking the Celestial who was about to arrive on the same "page" beneath the layer of space.
In the dimensional space beyond the layer of space, distance barely had any meaning. That was why Spatial Movement was so fast.
The spatial fluctuations stopped.
Without pausing, Fire Dragon charged toward the shadow ahead.