On the screen, after Bond and the other Federation agents blasted through the obstruction in front of them, they quickly filed inside.
These Federation agents were advancing quite quickly.
Saine was a little worried that they would eventually follow the trail and reach the very top floor of this Towering Skyscraper as well.
"Should we go down and work with the building's defense systems to wipe out all those Federation agents?"
"And that Eight-Winged Angel who's constantly drawing closer could be asked to help too." Mo Yan eagerly stepped forward with the suggestion.
Of everyone present, the Mo Yan Three Brothers were currently the least interested in this central building of a Top-Level Civilization.
Compared to that, they preferred exploring the ruins of the Black Yin Civilization.
Gilbert Master and the others were still wholly immersed in gathering all sorts of information from the top floor of the building.
The only ones who could go down and deal with that group of Federation agents were Saine, Yuli, and the Mo Yan Three Brothers.
And Saine Himself did not particularly want to go down either. As a mage, like Gilbert Master and the others, he was full of curiosity about the technological achievements of the Ai Youlan Butterfly Civilization.
Bond and the other Federation agents were not weak either.
The most likely outcome of going down to fight was that neither side could do anything to the other, and time would slowly drag on.
Saine shook his head. "The Magic Cube's feedback indicates that Eight-Winged Angel Fumila will not help us deal with Bond and the others."
"It isn't that Fumila won't attack the Galente Federation. She simply won't make a move against Bond."
"Even while possessing emotions and independent judgment, one can still be bound by past feelings."
"Bond and