Even the leaders of Kengtou Base, powerful Awakeners in their own right, couldn't help feeling afraid when faced with the sudden change and the endless darkness.
Soon, someone realized what was happening.
"An air strike! The authorities must have launched an air strike!" one Silver-robed Envoy shrieked.
Dizang snapped, "Shut up! What are you panicking for?"
They were in an underground structure. Even if the authorities were launching an air strike, their bombs didn't have eyes. How could they hit this place so precisely?
Of course, the authorities had immense firepower. Their air-launched missiles were certainly capable of penetrating underground and damaging the base's foundations. Kengtou Base had done its best to use the terrain and build its underground structures as securely as possible.
If they wanted somewhere even safer, their only option was to go deep inside a mountain.
But Kengtou Base's construction capabilities were clearly not yet good enough to carve out extensive living quarters inside a mountain.
In the midst of the panic, a sharp crack rang out in the pitch-black space, and a light suddenly appeared.
One of the fire-attribute Awakeners had rubbed his hands together to form a fireball. With a strange gesture, he suspended it in midair. At last, it dispelled some of the claustrophobic fear, easing the oppressive mood a little.
Yet in the faint light, it was clear that some people were in especially poor shape. Their faces were deathly pale, and they looked thoroughly terrified.
Missiles didn't have eyes. No one could guarantee that one wouldn't hit their location with pinpoint accuracy. Given the power and intensity of a bunker-busting missile, if one did hit them squarely, they would be in serious trouble.
Perhaps Tiangang Big Shot had powerful abilities that could withstand the force of the blast, but most flesh-and-blood