Another voice cut in.
"Yeah, it's only been a few minutes. Hold on a little longer,"
"Besides us, no more than five civilizations that can receive the distress signal to transmit the fire will do so."
"We've already dealt with three civilizations' Fire Transmitters, just hold on a bit longer, and after we clear out these troublesome guys, we'll help your civilization carry on."
Another laugh rang out.
"Yeah, we're the benefactors of your civilization."
"After dealing with the beast tide, you'll have to properly thank us, haha!"
"..."
The mecha pilot clenched his teeth, filled with rage and sorrow.
Benefactors?
The Tianyuan civilization was also once at its peak, resisting the Abyss Calamity, and its strongest mecha pilots even broke free from the bonds of their planet and ventured into the stars.
But from the moment they crossed the abyss, everything changed.
