Looking at the scene before them, Ji You, Chu Jiaojiao, Shen Changqing, Yue Qiyuan, Yue Qiguang, Sheng Qingyan... all their pupils contracted, Lou with his mouth agape, his tone somewhat urgent: "Te... Teacher..."
Mu Jianling said coldly: "Why panic?"
Upon hearing Teacher Mu's usual flat, icy tone, Lou, Lance, Zhang Ye, Xuzhou, Yue Qiyuan... all the students felt their tension slightly dissipate.
Command deck.
Mu Jianling gazed at the monitor, calmly staring down an 8-level Carrion Vulture amidst the starry sky.
The 8-level Carrion Vulture had some intelligence, its pair of large golden pupils were fixated on a certain point within the spaceship, instinctively sensing...
Danger.
From that point, a massive pressure like creation was directly roaring at the 8-level Carrion Vulture.
Buzz~
Buzz~
Buzz~
...
The 8-level Carrion Vulture suddenly felt a buzzing in its head...
Noisy!
Tumultuous!
Painful!
