Ceres, a golden glow pierced the sky, trailing behind it a swarm of alien species that darkened the sky; there may not be millions, but there are at least hundreds of thousands.
"Damn it, these Wind Winged Beasts must be sick, pursuing us so relentlessly."
Su Mo couldn't help but grumble in a low voice. He had no choice but to rely on his eyes to observe, making it impossible to go too fast.
"You're the one who accidentally blew up their nest while attacking other alien species. You should know that these Wind Winged Beasts fly very fast in groups and hold grudges."
The Fake Owner·Swallower replied in a deep voice.
"Ah, it's not my fault the weapons of the Fierce Sun Wings are so powerful. I just accidentally shot through, I didn't mean it!"
Su Mo was also incredibly frustrated.
At this moment, the aliens following them suddenly scattered like a disorganized mob and no longer pursued.
Watching the scattering monsters, Su Mo let out a sigh of relief.
