No reminder from Captain Marlon was needed.
Han Dong was well aware that the current battle situation was the planned [turning point], and he needed to inform his biological mother to bring the London game into its final stage.
This was also the best plan that could be devised since London was relocated to a distant plane.
"Good!"
Under the posture of the Black Pharaoh, Han Dong already felt something was wrong with his body.
His body was like a sculpture on the verge of shattering... If he exerted too much force or sustained a heavy blow from the external world, his body would disintegrate into tiny fragments.
As Han Dong was considering how to leave this area.
A wave of Celestial Sound directly reached Han Dong's brain, coming from a Mythical Celestial Body.
"I have conveyed the situation here to our mother... It seems there's a problem with your body, hurry and find a quiet area to rest."
"Thank you."
