"Little Iron, there's an old man chasing us. He's almost here. Capture him when he arrives. I want to give him a good beating!"
The Ironback Centipede immediately flew into the sky, heading straight for the starry sky.
Before it flew into space, it didn't forget to turn back and solemnly say:
"Master, don't worry, I'll capture him in ten moves!"
Velen couldn't help but roll his eyes at its overly dramatic confidence.
It was just a spellbeast, why did it have to act so tough?
As the Ironback Centipede flew into the stars, Bruce was also about to arrive at Uranus Star, his face grim as he said:
"The fleet will stay here. Velen, this time, you won't escape!"
The closer he got, the more excited Bruce became. The humiliation he had suffered being imprisoned for thirty hours would soon be washed away!
"That item is definitely your greatest trump card! If I don't hang you up and beat you, then I'm not Explosive Axeman Bruce!"
