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The scraps of the tides were attached to the shell of the starship like ugly barnacles. Their tentacles released a lot of corrosive acids that broke through the spiritual shield and the composite plate of the starship easily and crawled in like a hydra.

Countless sharp rays of light immediately appeared on the shell of the starship and tore the intruders into pieces.

However, while the flesh and blood of the intruders were torn apart, their souls turned into translucent flames and echoed in the pathways and corridors inside the starship.

They looked like translucent octopuses.

But he had the face of the tall, handsome Primeval Lord of Heaven.

"Stop running. Where are you running to exactly?"