Chương 1767: Their Own Battlefields

Most of the Mad Lord's powers, including its existence and its powers, were formless. The massive twisted dimensional structure was just a phenomenon created by it, and the tide of minions was nothing but projections that it had created under specific conditions, and the attacks that the Petrachelys was facing at that very moment... that was something distantly linked to the Mad Lord itself.

Yet it was totally undetectable, at least to the naked eye.

The starship was being attacked relentlessly, and the massive fluctuations of the shield system were the best indicator. Even without any physical contact, all sensors were wailing signals of ship damage or imminent danger. This bizarre scene was disconcerting but in Hao Ren's eyes, he could see another view altogether in this part of space.