Teli City
Editor: Atlas Studios
Half an hour later.
"Ready."
"Understood."
As the command center spoke to the pilots, the two futuristic fighter jets slid along the runway at the same time.
Chen Yiming's gaze landed on the tails of the planes.
They were made from the bones of powerful creatures fused with the fragments of extraordinary weapons. The power of nature gradually accumulated in it.
"It's the power of nature related to wind."
As soon as this thought appeared, a miniature storm spewed out from the tails of the planes.
The violent wind blades provided a powerful force, and the ground on the runway behind them was instantly destroyed, creating a storm mixed with rubble.
"Boom!"
The futuristic fighter jets broke through countless air barriers and soared into the sky in an extremely short period of time.