The Target of Public Criticism

Bai Yang's true body and clone attacked together. Dubet was treated to ten thousand swords piercing his heart and died on the spot.

With a wave of his hand, he stored the corpse and the strange man's clone in his ring.

He boarded the Berna, preparing to retrace their route and find that stream of people again.

"There's demonic energy everywhere here. The spaceship's detection range is only a little over a thousand kilometers.

"We can only search for the way bit by bit. What a hassle."

Star Guardian complained softly.

"We're not in a hurry anyway. Why are you more anxious than I am?"

Bai Yang laughed.

"I just don't like this place. The environment is too..."