"Hotter, keep a tight watch on the space gate."
"Understood!"
What caused a drastic change in everyone's expression was not the ferocity of that dragon-shaped black insect, nor the unusualness of the tattered battle flag, but rather the multiplying oppressive force of the entire world against them as the crimson light spread.
Initially, they only had to endure suppression from ten to twenty percent, which had not affected their performance.
Now, the value had skyrocketed. In just an instant, the suppression had grown to about fifty percent, making it impossible for them to remain calm.
Everything needed to be dealt with quickly.
At the same time, someone had to ensure the space gate remained open; any error would spell great trouble for them.
"Supreme Red, unmatched and supreme, protect our nation!"
"Supreme Red, unmatched and supreme, protect our nation!"
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