When the panic siren sounded throughout the entire spacecraft, the shield expansion system began to recharge. Blue veins started to appear on the silver-white armor belt of the Petrachelys as the shield generator was surging with energy, protecting the spacecraft with several layers of energy shield. Meanwhile, sub-cannons, short-range anti-air guns, and cannons emerged from behind the armors and glinted in cold light as if the fangs of a behemoth.
Emotions had disappeared from Nolan's voice. In battle mode, she sounded exactly like a robot. "All weapons systems are online... impact in five seconds."
In the past, Hao Ren would freeze upon hearing this kind of alarm. But that had all changed; he was now calm and steady. He connected his mind with the spacecraft's sensor system. "From where the attack comes? Who is the attacker?"
