Just as she was about to ask, a new alert came through: "An enemy psyker has boarded the Pilgrim! The enemy arrived in a new type of fighter plane!"

The Duke was startled for a moment, and then he realized: Is this possible? Those Red Phantom fighters just now were not covering the battle patrol formation at all, but in fact the opposite?

"How many people landed? One? Two?"

It would be possible if just one or two extraordinary beings flew fighter planes across the line of fire and onto the dragon ship, but it should not cause an entire battleship to lose control.

Duke Garibian took a deep breath and calmed down quickly. At this time, she finally showed the determination and courage that a commander of the Astral Knights should have.

"You guys, return to the reinforcements of the battleship immediately." She ordered the subordinates around her.

These few astral knights, who had just been strengthened and looked like generals descending from heaven, after a brief hesitation, nodded slightly and drove the dragon to fly in the direction of the Pilgrimage.

As for the grand leader himself, he took a deep breath, opened his hand and then pulled out a huge lance more than five meters long as if from the void. The head of the spear seemed to be cut from a piece of natural topaz.

Made of sharp points.

Therefore, it is difficult to tell whether this is a staff or a spear.

"Who says I can't kill people? Sister, when I was young, I was also the imperial spearmanship champion of the three realms!" She shouted loudly, and with a glazed glow, she rushed straight towards the battleship. Her soul

With all his consciousness unfolding, he searched for the still entangled levels of life in the chaotic energy storm inside the battleship.

Of course she caught it.

Her body became insubstantial for a moment, passing through the shield and armor of the Titan ship like a shadow, and returned to its physical form when she entered the interior.

At this time, she had entered the center of continuous explosions and extremely high temperatures. The burning turbid gas completely blurred her vision.

Of course, a person who is only one step away from being a demigod at the peak of the Seventh Ring will not be reduced to catching enemies with his naked eyes.

In her spiritual sense, the surrounding environment was clear: the internal facilities of the surrounding battleships had been completely burned and deformed, as if a typhoon had blown in and out of the room. She could not even see it now.

, which division of the battleship should this belong to.

As for the various stumps and broken arms, they filled every corner of his senses. Duke Garibian didn't even bother to imagine how many soldiers had been destroyed by the confrontation between the three saints.

She quickly captured the three figures in front of them, who were confronting each other in the open space. Their life levels were much higher than those of the frightened mortals around them.

However, just as the Duke was about to rush over, a radio sound suddenly sounded inside the ship.
Chapter completed!