Tyrannosaurus Strikes
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Tsk, how rowdy."
In the distance, above one of the palaces, there was a young man with silvery-white hair. He could see the Eternal Night Clan people who had the Cerulean Planet Beast Tamers surrounded, and derision flashed in his gaze.
Immediately, his heart stirred. He whipped out a camera he acquired from way back when they invaded Cerulean Planet a century ago.
He aimed it at the battlefield in the distance and took the shot.
This was not the first time he was doing something like this.
Following the creation of the Ancient God Planet, this was about all he did these days.
In this galaxy of theirs, the Silver Horns were the most elite of them all.
But it was also because of this that many of the other clans would join hand and team up, if ever they crossed path with the Silver Horn people, to take them down.