"Drip drip..."
"Drip drip..."
Just as the faces of a group of old monsters at the Kyushu Ceiling changed dramatically and turned to flee, the pulsar's magnetic field began to erupt. This time, it was not the previous minor explosion, but a more violent major outbreak...
A high-frequency strange sound suddenly arose, urgent and dense, giving an inexplicable sense of panic as it entered the ear.
Chen Tang's scalp tightened, not daring to linger. At the first moment, he connected to the Hang City Wormhole Space within his body, entering it with a thought, escaping disaster.
At the same moment his figure disappeared, a large number of pulse waves shot out from the poles of the pulsar, forming two fan-shaped radiation surfaces, which were shifting with the rotation of the mutated pulsar star.
