Countless arms climbed onto the ship's deck, and immediately after, a terrifying black shadow emerged fiercely from the mist!
It had a twisted and blasphemous form of evil, its outline resembling a whale or an octopus, but its surface was covered with countless writhing humanoid faces and pale limbs—
"The 'Funeral Sacrifice'...?!" The Second Generation Principal gritted their teeth. The 'Funeral Sacrifice' blocked him from awakening the Security Guard, clearly intending to overturn the entire ship.
The Second Generation Principal was not afraid of the 'Funeral Sacrifice'. If it were one-on-one, he had ways to deal with it, but now he was tied to the fate of the ship's Security Guard, and some efficient methods simply couldn't be used.
It seems that to deal with it this time, a painful price must be paid... With this thought, the Second Generation Principal's face instantly became ugly.
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