The more deranged he became.
Brian's self-awareness became clearer.
He was like a third-person observer, watching himself coldly as he flapped his Bone Wings and arrived above the NW headquarters.
This place was ostensibly a military-controlled training camp, where various military defense equipment could be seen, but the patrols here were not frequent, serving only as an early warning and minimal covering function.
Brian's body looked down at everything below, his mouth slightly open.
The next instant.
An invisible impact shrouded a radius of tens of thousands of meters.
A horrifying electromagnetic storm swept over the area below.
In an instant.
The base's pride, its intelligent anti-air network, instantly collapsed, rows of red lights lit up inside the base, sounding the alarm of the attacker's arrival.
In reality, they didn't even know where the attacker was.
...
At this time, inside the NW base.
