Major General Olden prepared to overlook the light screen.
However, just as his gaze cast over, his body suddenly became rigid.
His facial muscles trembled with excitement.
"Y-Y-Young Master..."
The middle-aged man's excited voice spread throughout the entire ship, and then throughout the whole Federation Fleet.
"Hahaha, it's the Young Master! He isn't dead———"
[The Young Master isn't dead?]
All the people who were just in chaos looked up blankly at this moment.
Then their pupils shrank to the size of a needle.
Because, right at the crack that had just disappeared...
Suddenly, a small black pentagram emerged, and then the star map instantly rotated and expanded!
A gigantic halberd tip fiercely pierced through from the star map.
The just calmed sky at this moment, waves rose again!
Sigler's voice seemed to be twisted by space.
The sound was intermittent, but the heartfelt hatred within it could not possibly be faked.
