Inside the cockpit of Flight Simulator No. 93, boarding number 653, with the call sign "Demon King," Lewis sat motionless, as if his very soul had been evaporated by those four blue-white beams just now, leaving him in bewilderment and self-doubt, wondering if something was wrong with the way the flight simulator was opened.
What the heck just happened?
Sitting inside the cabin, disaster came from the sky, and before he could even get a grip on the joystick, he was blasted out of the sky.
He launched an over-the-horizon missile attack right off the bat, but the opponent was even more ruthless, making a direct long-range blind shot, and still hit accurately. This kind of thing is just not scientific, okay!
The combat pilots of The First Sovereign saw the domineering declaration of their young fellow countryman, and collectively rejoiced, clapping their hands and stomping their feet in admiration, even though the arrogant phrase "all come at once" included themselves.
