Liu Yun's words were like a massive boulder thrown into a tranquil lake, stirring wave after wave. Everyone present fell into deep thought. They all understood that although Liu Yun had suppressed the Golden Horned Beast and brought Earth a brief peace, the price of that peace was the arrival of an even more terrifying, unknown disaster.
"Two hundred days..." Hong repeated the number, his heart filled with emotion. He knew just how dark the universe could be.
Yet it all seemed so ironic. A great hero had brought an even greater disaster. He was happy that Liu Yun had returned, but the price was simply too heavy.
Thunder God clenched his fists, his bones letting out faint cracks. He supported Liu Yun.
"It's nothing! If it hadn't been for you that day, Hong and I would have died beneath the Golden Horned Beast's claws long ago. We've only delayed things for a while! We've already come out ahead."
Thunder God did not care about those things. If the Golden Horned Beast had not been eliminated, humanity would not have lived to see tomorrow. At least they had two hundred days now. Before the signal was intercepted and its source analyzed, they were free.
The crowd erupted into an uproar, constantly making calls and contacting the people behind them. The news quickly spread like wildfire, and the other factions were all analyzing what to do next.
"According to our observations, Liu Yun himself has also reached Stellar-level combat power. The Machine Race Base has lifted its energy field defenses, and the cosmic warships have returned!"
This was the conclusion the major factions reached after assessing the situation. Liu Yun's current combat power, when turned against Earthlings, was much like the Golden Horned Beast's had been. None of them dared entertain