Three elders of the Qianze Civilization, clad in black armor, called their craft a miniature Flying Device. It streaked through the void, straining to reach the Qianze Civilization's central fleet.
A shrill alarm blared nonstop inside the Flying Device.
Yet the three elders didn't dare stop for even a moment. They pushed the craft's power to its limit, but the sight of tens of thousands of Superhumans locked in battle with the allied forces at the central front only filled them with greater despair.
The fighting here was far more intense than in their sector. Bringing the Three-Colored Breathing Earth here might not have been a good idea.
"The signal interference is severe. We still can't reach the clan leader!"
All three were Level Five creatures, among the highest-ranking beings in the Star Curtain World. But in the vastness of space, they were so insignificant that they felt almost helpless.
Just then!
A sudden explosion erupted from the Flying Device's tail.
The next moment, the cockpit where the three were seated filled with shards from the explosion. The blast and shock wave scattered them before they could react, turning them into just three among countless flashes of fire in the boundless void.
"The Three-Colored Breathing Earth!"
Pami clutched the Three-Colored Breathing Earth, then was swept away by the shock wave.
Impacts rang against its metal shell. Once it managed to steady itself, it did everything in its power to orient itself and determine its coordinates in the void. It was like a two-dimensional creature accustomed to land, struggling to make sense of three-dimensional space after losing its footing.
"Ah..."
A terrified mental cry rang out. Pami realized something was wrong and hurriedly turned to look. Elder Pike was wailing in the void, dozens of kilometers away.
A golden speck raced