In Area 22, above a dried-up river 700 kilometers away from the second energy overflow combat circle, a sky aircraft was flying at a high altitude of 500 meters.
Below, silver light shuttled. A silver light constantly shuttled below the sky aircraft. Every time it shuttled, there would be blood light or energy explosions.
In the sky aircraft, Yan Lie's excitement had turned into numbness. He counted the numbers mechanically.
"One hundred and seventy-eight."
"One hundred and seventy-nine."
"One hundred and eighty."
"One hundred and eighty-one."
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Yan Lie had become an extremely bored pilot of the sky aircraft during the 3,000-kilometer-long battle that had caused his blood to boil. He just had to maintain the height and a constant speed.
