In the pitch-black universe,
the Human Race fleet was speeding along.
Onboard the Courage Battleship, Martial Saints and Martial Venerables from both federations were gathered, all of them feeling more than just a headache.
They had just received a distress signal from Wang Hao, and the scouts ahead had sent back news that informed them of a dark elven army one hundred million strong, pursuing Wang Hao's No.1 Battleship.
The most infuriating part was that this damn kid Wang Hao was actually leading the dark elven army their way.
It made every major power sincerely unable to accept this; why should they clean up Wang Hao's mess as if they were his real parents?
At this thought, everyone's gaze fell on Wang Tianyi, unsure whether to be delighted or infuriated by having such an extraordinary son!
