The silver light streaks across the sky.
Some Night Watchers who have seen this scene before saw hope.
The sky changed color.
As if tearing open a lead-gray cloud curtain, a magnificent and pure beam of light suddenly fell from above the clouds!
This light was not scorching or explosive but carried an indescribable majesty, order, and purifying force that dispelled filth.
It struck precisely around the transport ship about to sink, hitting the boiling, chaotic sea surface.
"Show-off guy."
Lurik, watching this scene, cursed helplessly.
He hadn't dealt with Bugreit much, but the channel existed after all.
Bobo and others often cursed Bugreit, occasionally complaining about his vanity.
Boom——!
Centered on the beam's point of impact, the seawater within a radius of several hundred meters, stained with the remnant magic power of the Evil God and bubbling with eerie dark green bubbles and ghastly white foam, behaved like boiling oil poured onto snow.
