"Protect Your Highness!"
Seeing this, the eight guards immediately flashed in front of Bei Chen, their battle blades cleaving the void.
The blood-colored blade light went straight towards the black hole that was gradually baring its fangs in the Universe.
The moment the blade light struck the black hole, the light began to twist.
The straight blade light bent from the middle like playdough, twisted into a vortex, and then shattered with a bang.
The condensed energy ultimately failed to withstand the black hole's tearing.
Most of the shattered blade light was absorbed by the black hole, while the remainder was flung to the periphery by the rapidly rotating black hole, forming a blood-colored halo outside the black hole.
"Crown Prince Your Highness, retreat first!"
Seeing this, the guards, with solemn expressions, protected Bei Chen and retreated.
Facing a black hole.
