章 1787: Sealed off the continent (1)

In the boundless universe, dozens of heavy battleships of the terobo people were slowly sailing in an unknown direction.

It was a long journey, and they didn't know when they would reach the end. Relying on the warship as a means of transportation was naturally the best choice.

The Galaxy and battleships were products filled with the aura of Science and Technology, but the controller did not come from the world of science and Technology civilization.

These heavy battleships carried 100000 King-level cultivators, as well as a large number of lower-class races in charge of steering the battleships.

Compared to the teroboros, these lower-class races were much luckier. They had only just found a new master.

The dust had not been washed away, and he had embarked on a new path. However, he did not know when he would be able to find the traces of the enemy this time.