Twisted lines danced wildly in the air, making ear-piercing screams, but none of this could affect Su Wen.

After all, he is a man who can move normally in the old shipyard of the Lost Starfish Port that is completely saturated with abyssal pollution. For him, diving into the abyssal pollution is no different from taking a bath.

Now these dangers are just an appetizer.

The azure blue sword in his hand still shines with a cold and deep light, and Caroline's shrunken data projection is protected by him through the dawn barrier.

But due to spatial fluctuations, according to the actual map, the distance was only eight hundred meters at most. He felt that he had walked five kilometers before crossing the chaotic junction point.

And right at the core of this ruins, two Tide Believers are exchanging information with each other:

"There are still three hours at most,

The plan is about to be completed, and these idiots don’t even know it yet.”

The other person turned his back with a hint of contemptuous ridicule on his face:

“They relied too much on the [cruising] of the Ark of the Past.

perhaps,

I never thought that even if the deep-sea ruins were in my hands, I would still encounter the threat of electromagnetic storms."

But at this moment,

The Tide Apostle whose direction was facing the turbulent flow outlet of the twisted space suddenly changed his face.

He trembled and pointed at the entrance with his finger, and even began to speak awkwardly:

"Lai, lai, lai..."

"What are you here for? Are you here for the big one?"
Chapter completed!