The short man inside the massive battleship stood up abruptly when he saw that their attack hadn't landed on the warship ahead.
At this moment, someone reminded him, "Sir, there... there is a person... our attack was stopped by him."
The short man had already noticed this sudden, ghost-like figure.
"Why is he here? And why is he saving those guys?" The short man was utterly puzzled.
"Sir, what should we do? Should we continue the attack?"
"Of course, continue the attack. I don't care why this person is here; Sevilla must die. No one can stop me. If he wants to block us, then let's eliminate him too." the short man said viciously.
As he gave the command, the battleship focused its target on this suddenly appearing man, and then, more beams of light shot towards him.
These sky-high beams looked beautiful but were filled with destructive power. Anything it hit would turn to ash, even the air was no exception.
