After the explosion, the out-of-control propulsion engine finally ended its rampage. A huge hole had been blasted through the main engine body, while the propulsion nozzle and a long section of its components had torn free entirely and been hurled into the endless depths of space by the force of the blast. Whether or not the other parts of the engine were still running, it could no longer produce any thrust.
With the main engine shut down, the other equipment nearby fell silent as well. Hao Ren saw varying flashes of fire erupting across other parts of the floating island's outer rim. The remaining operational thrusters were working hard to adjust the island's orientation and pull it out of its earlier mad spin. The crisis was finally over.
Izax dispelled his demonic power and relaxed. "I haven't been this tense in a long time. It reminds me of fighting wars back home."
The two of them flew toward the floating island. The engine's destruction had left behind a massive breach, and the area was completely unrecognizable. Hao Ren searched for a long time before finally finding a way back through the twisted, warped metal wreckage and vast clouds of scorching dust. Only half of the maintenance area remained, but fortunately, the force of the explosion had stopped there. The inspection passage and various gates beyond the maintenance area were mostly undamaged, and the Erem Elf corpse placed near the second gate had also escaped the blast. Hao Ren carried the corpse back to the surface.
The artificial gravity in this area seemed to have recovered somewhat. It was still uncomfortable, but at least they could walk normally.
A large crowd had already gathered outside the exit. Aside from the mages still maintaining the magical seal over the breach, nearly every