329 Let's Burn, Phoenix!

The thunderstorm that had been raging throughout the entire night finally came to an end. The heavily pouring rain became intermittent.

Two crystal suits were tied up from head to toe by electromagnetic shackles and sucked into the crystal warship by anti-gravity, mystical lights.

The sun was about to rise. There were cheers all over the warship. The nerves of all the solders on board which had been tightened all night were finally relieved a little bit before dawn.

Right then, a ragged Vicious Bee Armed Shuttle flew towards Tide Berserker staggeringly.

It seemed that the shuttle had just passed a thick, floating stone belt. Its shell was full of hollows and bumps, as well as all kinds of holes, which couldn't look more terrible.