"What's going on?" Han Te and Liu Li were both surprised. "The Flying Leopard Hall is engaged in a fight. They seem to have been slaughtered!"
Li Yao's interest was aroused. The cabin cover on the chassis glided without a sound, and Neltharion, which had entered stealth mode, darted out quickly and ascended into the sky, marching toward the crashing points of the meteors for investigation.
The first thing he saw were three overlapping craters. The force of the crash was so huge that every crater was almost five meters deep. The soil around was like waves that had been frozen into orange folds, with white smoke popping up nonstop.
At the center of the crater were three ball-shaped metal cabins no more than two meters in diameter whose shells were as rough as insect eggs. The vortex stripes carved on the surface made them look like the fruits of some devils.
