Spare My Life, Senior!

For the space pirates of Storm Prison right now, an impetus loss of 15% was almost deadly.

Even though the power rune arrays could not be restored in time, the explosions had to be controlled so that it wouldn't affect other areas of the warship.

If they were to lose 30% or more impetus, they would be sitting ducks, having nowhere to run.

Static noises came through the communication channel. The contact between the cockpit and the engine compartment had been cut off by the explosions.

Fengyu Ming rushed toward the engine compartment without any hesitation.

He raised his hand. A streak of redness surrounded him and gradually consolidated into a raging crystal suit.