The system AI began updating the battlefield situation in real time.
[Attention: imminent contact with the enemy.] [Predicted interception point: five hundred kilometers northwest of Kona Base.]
Before long, Wang Ce looked into the distance through his holographic view.
A tremendous force tore apart the clouds high above, sending vast swaths of gray-black air rolling to either side.
Aker's enormous body hovered behind the clouds, nine tentacles swaying slowly in the air.
Eight Demon Venerables surrounded it, their faces hideous. Nine high-order auras converged, their combined presence overwhelming!
Inside Pangu's cockpit, warning lights suddenly flashed.
[High-intensity domain suppression detected.] [Abnormal increase in pilot heart rate.] [Neural connection stability declining.]
Even from a hundred kilometers away, Wang Ce felt as though a massive boulder pressed against his chest.
Shen Minghe's breathing also grew heavy over the communications channel.
Aker's domain had already reached them.
That power gripped their minds like an invisible giant hand.
Fear, suffocation, and the instinct to flee surged up almost simultaneously.
Wang Ce's fingers trembled slightly.
He glanced down at the family photograph and forced himself to settle down, his gaze growing resolute once more.
He was ready to face death!
"Old Shen, how are you holding up?"
"I'm fine. Damn it, so this is the domain pressure they mentioned in training."
Ahead, the hundred unmanned Pangus had split into nine steel torrents, charging at their targets from different directions.
Their missile bays fired furiously!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh-!!
The Plasma Cannons in their palms and chests also fired relentlessly!
Suppression first!
Once their homing missiles were spent, their High-Frequency Longswords sprang out in unison.
Not one retreated!
They closed in furiously!
They had only one chance!
Aker's crimson eyes swept over the hundred unmanned mechas before finally settling on the direction of Wang