In the slums, all humans walked out trembling, looking up in fear at the cosmic warriors of the three races standing in the sky.
In the sky, dozens of Black Hole Level masters stood proudly, overlooking humanity.
"Human Black Hole Level, come out, if you don't want your people to die because of you."
A cosmic warrior whose skin was cracked and emitting flames spoke, his voice echoing through the slums.
Over a hundred million human eyes scanned around, searching for the human Black Hole Level mentioned by the Yao Huo Race.
"Xu'Er, quickly hide, as long as you don't go out, they definitely won't find you!" Wang Zhenguo said anxiously, not expecting the aliens to find Wang Xu just after his return; if Wang Xu went out now, he would surely face death.
"Wang Xu…" Tang Tian also wished to persuade Wang Xu, but Wang Xu gestured with his hand, indicating they needn't say more. He smiled gently, giving them a reassuring look.
