Cold Sea War Boots
Editor: Atlas Studios
A huge palace sat in the starlight.
Bathed in the dazzling light, it looked extremely solemn and majestic.
This was the headquarters of the Star Tree Race, which nurtured countless top experts.
Their main bodies were all towering trees that could take root on every planet in the universe and absorb the endless energy inside to transform into their power.
This was the source of the Star Tree Race's strength. Through this talent, they could quickly increase their strength and become very powerful.
Therefore, like a snowball, the number of experts accumulated in the clan increased.
More planets in the universe would be colonized by them.
"Fifth Brother is dead!"
"Investigate thoroughly! I'll make them regret coming to this world!"
On the Head Palace Master's seat, the green-haired old man said expressionlessly.
But his eyes were filled with surging killing intent and absolute dignity.