Boom!
A pitch-black arm sliced through the starry sky, crashing down again, as it swung, a void fissure spanning thousands of miles followed along, accompanied by vast areas of space continuously collapsing.
Under such an attack, not to mention being directly hit by the snake demon's palm, even if one managed to escape it, falling into the abyss of endless collapse and compression would spell near-certain doom for ninety-nine percent of Torch Warships.
"No, this is already the second time they've struck our side, despite the fleet being so long, why are we being singled out?"
Yaohan Kingdom, United Fleet of the Sixth Rank Gates of various families, Stark Family group chat.
At this moment, a roar echoed from several Fourth and Fifth Rank Captains of the Stark Family within the group chat.
It isn't surprising they feel such despair.
