"Silver Fox Mister!"
Little Xiu stood atop the Initial, and upon seeing that familiar figure, she couldn't help but cry out.
But the man in the silver cloak suspended in the void ignored her completely. He merely cast Bai Xiu a cold glance before withdrawing his gaze, raising his hand, and slamming it down again!
Bang!
A second thunderous impact rang out.
The Initial's source energy barrier shuddered violently again—but only shuddered!
This was a starship forged by the Lord of Molten Iron. The Thrones of God from the age of starships had endowed the Initial with countless extraordinary array patterns. Its very purpose was to withstand Fire Seed Level disasters, so theoretically, any individual force capable of destroying the Initial had to possess combat power at God's Throne Level.
But—
Those who controlled Origin had, in a sense, already transcended mortality!
Thus, Silver Fox's attacks were not mere "scratches" to the Initial. Yet if it had been any other titled extraordinary, even an all-out strike would have been unable to shake the Initial's source energy barrier!
I denied it. I really had died several times. Of course I could see it.
It was just that I had figured it out. That was a powerhouse at the Origin level, the strongest existence above the Thrones of God. I knew the negotiations with the Deep Sea were doomed to collapse.
The matter of "staying alive."
Or perhaps it was the powerful premonition bestowed upon him by Blazing Fire—
Gu Shen's body stiffened as he stared at Red Shadow in disbelief. In this situation—
Because Red Shadow was not quite tall enough, even after angrily standing on tiptoe, he still fell a little short. Perhaps it was some unseen spiritual resonance—
But the smoke was casually scattered by that black hand. After