"No matter how powerful your mental strength is, you can't push away a meteorite. If you give up now, you still have a chance to live. But when that happens, your standing in the hearts of the people will hit rock bottom." Kuroda Seiya sneered as he watched the broadcast.
Elsewhere, Xu Jingyun watched the live broadcast, her heart clenched with anxiety as she tightly clasped her hands and silently prayed, "Long Fei, you have to come back safe."
Long Guo, Long Fu, Long Quan, and their relatives had already been taken to a safe location. Everyone watched the broadcast, praying for Long Fei's safety.
Taoxiang prayed with all her heart, her hands pressed together as she softly murmured, "Fei, you have to come back. You have to come back."
On Mars, all the people of the Skywing Empire watched the broadcast, watching their Emperor protect them. Every citizen prayed for the Emperor and the frontline soldiers to return safely.
Countless Newtypes on the ground prayed. Countless individual minds, strong or weak, sent their mental strength drifting toward the Emperor who fought for them and protected them with his life.
"Wait, what's happening on Mars? Why are there countless starlights, mental currents of various colors and sizes, drifting from Mars toward that blue mental current?"
The cameras of countless frontline war correspondents captured innumerable points of starlight and streams of different colors on Mars, all rushing to drift toward the blue current.
The starlight and multicolored currents merged with the blue current, forming a gorgeous rainbow-colored stream.
Within that colorful current were countless dazzling, brilliant points of starlight.
This scene stunned everyone watching the live broadcast.
A thought flashed through everyone's mind. Was this the miracle created by Newtypes working together as one?
Was this the elusive mental power