Ship.
A giant ship made of pure black metal.
Everyone was instantly separated, each transported to various corners of the giant ship.
In an instant.
The gods before O Jia disappeared.
He found himself standing in a small room inside the cabin.
The room was very simplistic.
It seemed that no one had lived here for a long time.
O Jia stood still for several breaths and then spoke:
"Your strategy is very clever."
"Thank you for the compliment, mainly because Kaylon coordinated well, I just went with the flow," Shen Ye said.
Kaylon!
At the mention of this name, O Jia's expression immediately turned dark.
Even knowing Shen Ye was stirring the pot, O Jia couldn't suppress the killing intent in his heart.
"I'll deal with Kaylon—at this point, I don't want to fight with you anymore, how about we reschedule our battle?"
O Jia asked.
