"No way you're all here to reverse the Desolate Era…"
A black-robed, purple-haired man uttered with a sense of disbelief as he looked at the people around him gathered in the captain's cabin.
"And deal with the… the Galaxy Wormhole…" He uttered with even more disbelief.
Everyone turned to look at him.
This person was none other than Zevonn Malark.
"Who's this again?" Lereza blinked.
Davis, as an avatar, raised his hand over the back of his head as he flailed his blonde hair.
"A talented talent that our Davis Family needs."
"Oh? What's he talented in?" Glacia Frigidveil asked in a melodious voice.
"Fleeing."
Davis pursed his lips, leaving the others speechless.
"You're really trying to overturn the Desolate Era?" Jillian Hayden looked at Davis with a complicated gaze.
