"Hello, Chief, why aren't we moving? One of the team members said.

"Please trust the Pilot."

With a sincere voice, I referred to the Grimo Clan relative.

Jomel is actually on edge because he heard a group of people going by one by one.

Even if he is in fighting form, he is perspiring.

He knew that even though his Precognition ability was unimaginably strong, it was still dangerous.

He saw a flying machine taking off like him, escaped one vitality impact, but was still assaulted by incalculable vital will vitality impacts on his next pass.

However, he is already staring at the two dead bodies on his side.

He couldn't help but note that he is actually too scared; being afraid will turn the world against you.

He remembered something about how the universe works: if you think something negative is going to happen in your life, it will.

Because if you don't, the universe will follow your values.

Yet he couldn't help but be scared; at first, he really believed that his ability would make this war easier to bear.

The rain elemental assaults changed his mind; what he's seeing isn't a joke; he just keeps evading.

He could go back whenever he wanted but can his conscience do that..?

It's a no. He knew he is not perfect, he regrets a lot of things in the past.

But what if he goes back now and escapes this war, can he really face himself in the mirror..?

Seeing so many people die, even though they were unrelated to him, he couldn't help but feel sympathy.

He keeps thinking he has guts, but now that things have gotten serious, he is at a loss about what to do.

Will he ever get there...?

His reflections were abruptly disrupted when he recalled something.

"Brother, you're like a movie saint...! Huong saint, you are a legend! My brother is committed, and he is also nice. My buddy, the world's leading saint, deserves a major pat pat and hug."

He mumbled to himself as he smiled at this memory.

"Hi, Huong, my cute little sister. Right now, your brother will become a saint in the eyes of these two old men!!!"

His tone was stern and focused.

His faculties are working on their constraint, and he didn't notice his heart was racing. His intellect is based on one goal: to get beyond it.

Getting rid of all the doubts, anxieties, and worries on his conscience.

At the moment, there is just one goal!

*SHUUGUG!*

*SHUUGUG*

He turned the controller of the aircraft into manual. Red lights flash his eyes.

*KRRUUUFGGHH*

*SOOFOOOVVV!!*

The aircraft fired like a missile, emitting a loud whistling echo.

"Leader Jason, the pilot is now in motion.." "Ok, I saw that now let us ready and go outside," Jason said.

Jason is the Grimo clan descendant team leader's name.

He hops to the outside of the plane, stays on its head, and then claws his feet to hold on to it.

His Soul-Beast is a water dragon, so he'll be fine as long as there's no Energy-Type or Plant-Type explosion.

The other five did the same thing; they are unconcerned with the gravity of the situation and are instead eager to complete it.

Given the pace of the jet-like plane, they cling to it like it's nothing.

*SWOOOVVV!!*

Interior, Jomel, who was guiding, didn't see what was going on and kept rolling.

Jomel kept a strategic distance between the small monsters and the bigger monsters.

Larger Soul-Beasts are slower to Jomel than smaller ones, but he can effectively avoid certain larger ones by using his precognition power.

And at that moment, he saw a swarm of flying machines, each with a tamer clawing outside their aircraft.

This may be an extremely effective strategy, relying on a strategy to overpower the opponent.

However, Jomel, who was riding the jet-like flying machine, failed to connect the agreement that caused his other group members to protest.

"Hey!! Who is controlling this shit..? Why avoid them..!" He sounds so furious.

*SSHHHH*

Jason just placed his fingertips on the top of his lips, showing that they are still and therefore would not disrupt the pilot.

The guy who objected was enraged; even if he is not a Grimo clan member, he still has a title equal to or higher than Jason.

He was about to retort when he realized something: the hordes of Soul-Beast had started to congregate at the Formation earlier.

All of a sudden,

*AAARGGGHHHHH!!!* *HEEELLPPP!!*

The sound of terror was heard, but luckily, Jomel had already fled the group's realm.

The Squad can only see it because of their improved senses as a part of their fighting form. Earlier, cold sweat started to form on the angry guy's back.

Fortunately, the Pilot left and did not rejoin the party.

Jomel simply ignores any Soul-Beast he encounters.

*SWWIIVVV*

He walked in a circular motion, and his abilities astounded everyone on the squad.

It's as though the Pilot would look into the future and make fast calculations.

Accurately, evading any attack that comes their way,

Jason grinned and congratulated the soldier for his foresight. The squad had no idea that the Soldier was now in command of the ship, but he did.

Jason thought that everybody was unique, but this man driving a jet-like aircraft is crazy.

Jomel's body is exhausted, and his cold sweat has turned into a hot sweat all over his body.

He is panting heavily; his body is not exhausted, but his mind is; using his precognition abilities is too difficult for him.

He needed to practice a lot more and adapt to this kind of feeling.

Yet he also sees the gateway as a wormhole from which he can reach the other continent and discover a Stone Soul-Galaxy.

He saw that he was getting closer to the gateway.

*SCREECH!!*

On his front, there was a loud screeching crash.

A flying giant chameleon-like thing with a fire body attempted to block their route.

Jomel was distracted because his thoughts kept coming into his mind, and he had just evaded another attack and didn't have time to dodge again.

As a result, he was convinced that he was going to collide with it!