Several fuzzy figures emerged in the space outside Earth, each with a terrifying aura. As their eyes opened, they reflected images of the fall of the sun and moon, and of the collapse of the starry skies.
As gods, they were ancient existences whom various races across the universe worshiped on their altars. They were veteran heaven-illuminators!
The sagemaster was right. Those who were defeated were unreconciled and unsatisfied. It was unexpected that they would suffer a crushing defeat when facing a monster who had lost his bearings. Their blood splashed throughout the starry skies, and they had lost their helmets and armor. And so they wanted to come back and have a look.
These people were all top-notch experts, some of which were even old antiques and living fossils who had lived for many years. They obviously knew Yaoyao's grandfather wasn't in a normal state. There might be strong after effects, and perhaps they have finally waited for their opportunity.
