C400

spacecraft

"Alright, now that the words have been spoken, the choice is up to everyone. Let's cut the crap."

At this point, Old Zhang took out a paper ship from his storage bag and chanted an incantation. With the small amount of spiritual energy in his hand, the paper ship slowly grew in size. In a short while, it was a thousand feet high and a few hundred feet long.

"Immortal Traces