At first, Kong Yan and the other two hadn't processed what had appeared on the other side of the Wormhole. But after hearing Jiang Bing's shout, they immediately understood what it was.
An eye. An eye more than two meters in diameter!
Now they finally understood the source of the feeling of being watched.
'Where did this monster come from?'
'It can actually survive in space!?'
The moment they met its gaze, they were flooded with a profound malice. It was a malice that came from the depths of their souls, from the very marrow of their bones—a purely instinctual malevolence.
The owner of that eye was undoubtedly an intelligent being, one whose place on the food chain was far, far above them.
The way it looked at the four of them was colder and more heartless than a human looking at an ant.
"SHHH... SHHH... SHHH..."
The Submersible's ascent had now come to a complete halt, as if from a mechanical failure. The comms were also silent, save for a soft hiss, like white noise.
