Mu Fan was unusually speechless as well.
This dragon... didn't seem stupid after all.
But as he watched through the light screen, seeing the other party's heavily injured yet still stubbornly flying figure, Mu Fan ultimately restrained the urge to mock it.
After all, it was doing this to survive.
How was it any different from him...
The happily flying Giant Dragon suddenly shuddered all over. It turned back in confusion to look at the pitch-black, silent universe, then continued flying excitedly after detecting nothing unusual.
Danger?
No matter. That was something for later.
Right now, it had High Crystal Stones to eat. Nothing could make a dragon happier than that.
Evil Wing flapped its wings as it sped through the dense Chaotic Stone Sea.
Fortunately, the destroyers were small enough that Black could barely control the warships and keep up with the dragon's outrageously flashy maneuvers.
That swaying dragon butt twisted back and forth in its view.
If the warships had not already accelerated to full speed, they probably would not have been able to keep up with that stupid dragon at all.
Seeing Evil Wing occasionally turn back to wait for them, it was practically the most loyal little brother imaginable...
This dragon clearly no longer treated them as outsiders.
Time passed by second after second. At first, the warships could barely keep up as they weaved through the field.
Later, as they went deeper into the Chaotic Stone Sea, irregular cosmic storms swept chunks of debris around and began battering the destroyers' hulls.
One or two pieces, even ten or twenty pieces—the hulls could still endure with the Energy Shields cushioning the impact.
But in the universe, where speeds could easily reach hundreds of times the speed of sound, the destroyers' energy defensive fields remained in a