Group Leader Aaron desperately flapped the colorful thin wings behind him, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.
As a blessed Immortal, this might be the most fearful moment of his life.
He saw with his own eyes that whenever a colleague was directly hit by the Light Cannon, their soul seemed to be forcibly extracted and consumed.
The flames burned fiercely on the remains, and after a desperate scream, the consciousness of immortality vanished forever.
The presence behind the Ark is harvesting souls!
But weren't the deities born locally supposed to be kind and gentle? Why is the Divine Spirit behind the Ark so mercilessly cruel?
Group Leader Aaron could sense that behind that monstrous ship, a pair of eyes were watching everything happening in reality with great interest.
I cannot die... I must not die... Endless pleasures are still waiting for me!
Yet, the merciless and intense light rain continued.
