Luke slapped himself hard across the face, yet he felt no pain at all.
Because at that moment, at the very edge of their vision—
A fiery red Giant Dragon...
They had not seen wrong. A fiery red Giant Dragon was charging straight toward the barren planet where they were located.
Normally, spotting a Giant Dragon with a hundred-meter wingspan in the depths of space was nearly impossible.
But that dragon was charging straight at them!
And its entire body was wreathed in red flames!
Then there was the mecha on its back, its scarlet cape carving a brilliant trail of light through space.
As long as one was not blind, there was no way they could fail to notice that flame-cloaked Giant Dragon.
"Th-that-that isn't..."
"I know." Luke cut off Captain Job. As a noble High Purity Person of the Saint Luo Race, he felt a faint fear spreading through his heart for the first time.
He subconsciously swallowed. "The question is, do we resist or surrender? Running is definitely impossible... That damn dragon is already staring at me."
Yet Captain Job's mouth kept trembling uncontrollably. He could not spare any attention to answer his companion. His gaze was completely fixed on the Giant Dragon and the mecha.
"It's coming... They're coming..."
The observation platform, which had previously been flying around, now hung motionlessly above the Wind Chaser Warship. The two captains inside stood like statues, waiting for the flame-wreathed "meteor" to strike them.
It was not that they did not want to dodge. The other side was simply too fast to evade!
Closer... closer...
Both their bodies froze in place, utterly motionless.
The tips of Evil Wing's enormous wings had already turned crimson.
Ten uninterrupted hours of high-speed thrust had kept its mechanical wings in an overloaded