C487 Ships Full of Clear Dreams and Pressuring Galaxies 75

Under the strong wind, the blue flames trembled. However, it did not go out as expected. On the contrary, Grief's handsome face twisted, and he suddenly retracted his hand.

His hands were a mass of purple and red, and he was wounded by the cold. A bone-piercing pain pierced his heart, causing his mourning movement to pause for a moment