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... t panic."
The captain's voice was calm and steady, with silver threads wrapped around his hand that shot out instantly, embedding into the enemy's deck. His body was pulled by the silver threads, transforming into a blur as it rushed forward.
At the point where the ship rails touched, it seemed as if a blood-colored lightning bolt constantly refracted.
The mass-produced sword marbles generated silver threads like steel wires, tearing the Evil God Cultists' skin, spraying ...
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