"Such terrifying spiritual power, is it Griffith, or that monster Avery!"
The alien races perceiving Griffith's spiritual power fled in panic, saving Griffith a lot of trouble, which was precisely the effect she wanted.
At the same time.
In a coral reef deep in the sea, the alien races of the Ray Kingdom gathered, taking stock of their harvest during this period.
"I have over three hundred pounds here."
"I have more than two hundred pounds."
"I have a little less, only over a hundred pounds."
"A bunch of useless trash."
A fierce-faced alien reprimanded, Ray Olivier, Second Prince of the Ray Royal Family, after the death of Eldest Prince Ray in the Cloud Hunting Grand Canyon, he was now the most powerful contender for the throne.
Olivier casually threw out a few bloodstained space rings, "I killed a few people on the way here, how much purple jade is inside, I'm not sure, you count it."
"Yes, Second Prince Your Highness."
