On the edge of the dilapidated space fortress, a cultivator from the city of towers stood in a prominent position, reaching out to the void in front of him.
As if drawn by an invisible hand, the electromagnetic armor-piercing lightning bolts in the void flew toward the space fortress, looking like a dense swarm of bees making a suicidal attack.
The Procs inside the space fortress witnessed this scene by chance, and they were all terrified. While they were shouting loudly, a series of urgent alarms echoed continuously inside the fortress.
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