In any case, the situation was still under control.
His speed continued to increase.
One-sixth the speed of light.
One-fifth.
One-third.
Half the speed of light!
Just as Harrison Clark's brain was about to carbonize, he burst out!
Wait...
He turned his head abruptly, only to find that things were not as he thought.
He hadn't actually escaped successfully.
Instead, two massive Galaxy Warrior shields had appeared and returned, blocking the direct line between him and the explosion center.
The codenames behind those two Galaxy Warrior shields were PF-00002 and PF-00098 respectively.
They were Oliver Yeoman and Marthus.
These two fools.
"Fuck! You guys retreat!"
While giving the order, Harrison continued to fly further away.
He couldn't turn back; if he burned for even one more millisecond, he would be done for.
