"What?" Shen Xiaowu stared blankly at the communicator, his pupils instantly dilating. Half a million Exotic Beasts charging into a region that was already incredibly difficult to defend—what kind of scene would that be? Perhaps... a one-sided slaughter? And an Abyss Beast had appeared too? Shen Xiaowu was very clear that the appearance of an Abyss Beast was always accompanied by four to five Exotic Beasts of Titled Strongman rank. Even without witnessing the end for himself, Shen Xiaowu could guess the outcome. The western area would suffer a complete collapse, which would in turn trigger the entire collapse of the Cloud Sea Pioneer Space. The best-case scenario would be that a decade's effort would go up in flames, and humanity's pioneers would lose a third of the space they had opened up.
All of a sudden, Shen Xiaowu jolted back to his senses. This was not the time to be shocked—they had to make immediate adjustments.
