"Three of the Twenty-Eight Constellations are planning to come to Celestial Center City."
Upon hearing the president's words, the secretary-general was anxious: "President, didn't you tell them?"
"The outskirts of Celestial Center City are occupied by demons now, and there are many flying demons inside."
"These flying demons are adept at attacking planes. If the Twenty-Eight Constellations come to Celestial Center City and get attacked by flying demons, what then?"
The crowd spoke coldly.
"No worries, the strength of the Twenty-Eight Constellations is beyond your imagination. Even I, an experienced Tier Seven powerhouse, might not be their match."
"What we need to do now is patiently wait for rescue, and at the same time, find those demons disguised as humans."
The secretary-general nodded: "Indeed, when the Twenty-Eight Constellations arrive, with their power, we should be able to drive away a considerable number of demons."
