"So what if I am? If you fight me, can you still spare attention for the ship behind you?"
Ji Mingyu's gaze was icy.
Devil God Cold White Sparrow raised its right hand high, a white vortex of light gathering in its palm.
The peacock feathers behind its back spread outward.
As the white vortex clung to the luminous feathers, it suddenly condensed into a massive ice blade over a hundred meters long.
The massive ice blade was raised high, sunlight shining upon its icy edge and reflecting a dazzling brilliance.
It truly looked as imposing as a devil god descending into the world.
Within the surrounding fleet, morale had reached its peak.
Devil god against devil god.
No one had expected Cold White Sparrow to stand in the sky in such an exaggerated reborn form.
Bloodthirsty ferocity flashed through the soldiers' eyes.
The cannons of the warships filling the sky began charging once more.
Energy spheres dotted the heavens like stars, sending chills down everyone's spine.
"If you've got what it takes... come kill me!"
"Have you abandoned that ship?"
"Hahahahaha!"
Ji Mingyu's unrestrained laughter reverberated through the sky.
That massive ice blade rose another several dozen meters at that moment!
Terrifying energy gathered wildly in the sky.
Mu Fan gently twisted his palm.
The surrounding lava nearly boiled.
Shura's palm lifted upward.
Threads of crimson lightning began seeping from the gaps around the hilt.
The black mecha raised its cold gaze toward the sky, staring straight at the Crystal Palace... above it.
"Black."
"Help me clear the battlefield. Can you... do it?"
His calm voice rang through the cockpit, yet it carried undisguised killing intent.
In distant space, within that fleet cloaked in black mist and hidden on the dark side of the satellite... crimson lights suddenly flared