The piece of Rootless Wood on the puppet dragon that Master Xiao had previously shattered should have been dead.
Since it was still alive, the one that died was definitely not its main body.
Gu Ming retracted his Divine Sense, his face showing little emotion. He simply took out his personal notebook from his pocket, the pen tip gliding quickly across the paper.
He organized the information he had observed and wrote a brief analysis.
He had lacked evidence before.
Even when he wrote an analysis based on the system's prompts urging everyone to watch out for the Demonization phenomenon, it ultimately wasn't persuasive enough.
Now, the intensity of the border war was rising. Space rifts had appeared in residential areas, ignoring the border's protective space barrier, and the danger of a nationwide war was drawing near.
