Words Become Law

Bewildering Sand Realm.

High in the sky.

One Space-Time Sac after another appeared out of thin air in the lofty heavens, plummeting at high speed toward the rolling yellow sands below, aimed straight at the sandstorm region.

Only three seconds passed.

More than fifty thousand Space-Time Sacs entered this world.

And beyond the sandstorm.

There was not a single Space-Time Sac.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Amid a great swell of whistling.

Squadrons of Flame Eagles strained to climb, preparing to intercept the Space-Time Sacs.

A fierce war was on the verge of breaking out.

Atop a sand dune.

A halo floated in midair, displaying the scene.

Cheng Han glanced at it and snorted softly. "Cunning bugs."

"Squeak! Squeak!"

The Great Sand Ant chimed in.

The dust stirred up by the sandstorm rose to an astonishing height of fifty kilometers, enough to blot out the sky and cover the earth.

The Flame Eagles could not enter the area shrouded by dust.

Otherwise, vast amounts of sand would be sucked into their engines, damaging their power systems.

And the Flame Eagles' maximum flight altitude did not exceed eighty kilometers.

Any higher, and the air would become too thin. Their engines would not produce enough power to generate sufficient lift.

Cheng Han could not help shaking his head. "The Flame Eagle squadrons have only around thirty kilometers of airspace in which they can attack.

"Even accounting for the range of the Eagle Strike Profound Weapons, it does not exceed sixty kilometers.

"These Space-Time Sacs are generally falling at over twice the speed of sound—nearly one kilometer per second.

"In just sixty seconds, the Space-Time Sacs can leave the Warhawk squadrons' attack range."

Cheng Han reached a conclusion. "Intercepting them will be extremely difficult."

Twenty seconds later.

The number of Space-Time Sacs forcefully broke past two