"Song Saiwen was wiping the glass of the guard booth with a rag when the iron door of the Kingdom of Light guard booth was corroded and had a black hole."
The sound of sirens tore through the twilight of the M78 Nebula. He looked at the red warning of "Chaos Cult Advance Team Invasion" on the holographic screen, and his Adam's apple twitched - this was the first time in his three years as a guard that he had been so close to the battlefield.
"Just you? Are you worthy of guarding the gate of the Kingdom of Light?"
Five minutes ago, the intermediate warrior passing by sneered at him, "The purity of the energy core is only 30%. It's better to go to the logistics department to move parts as soon as possible."
But at this moment, the warrior's colored timer was flashing red, and he was pinned to the ground by three Chaos Cultists.
Song Saiwen's hand unconsciously touched the bronze device in the corner of the guard box - it was an "old antique" that he always liked to rub when he was on the night shift. It was glowing with a strange blue light at the moment.
"Ding - parallel world connection request detected."
When the mechanical sound blasted in his ears, Song Saiwen saw a figure projected by the device: a red and silver body, and the timer on his forehead was shining with a burning light.
"Diga?" He blurted out.
The next second, the familiar light of Zeperi'ao tore through the sky, blasting the Chaos cultists into pieces.
