Seeing a foreign Shark Insect approaching from afar, Tuck waved one hand lightly.
Billows of blood mist swiftly converged, thoroughly concealing Tuck's tracks.
As for the psychic network of the Bug Race that pervaded the air, it couldn't detect even a trace of Tuck.
The stealth attribute of the Legendary Loop Staff's Shadow State.
Tuck's own Precision Correction against these probing powers.
Or perhaps Tuck's World Power's compatibility with the psychic network could effectively evade the Bug Race's psychic network.
"From Harold's behavior, it's quite obvious he wants to fight to take back this Fragment Wrecked Ship Small World."
"He certainly has organized quite the manpower."
"But... this guy might also be the traitor."
"Deliberately sending people over to die is not impossible."
"However, when I came over, a Transcendent Legion was stationed on the outskirts of that mountain range, ready to counterattack."
