C301 Toward the Forest of the Sea

Fender Deacon was flying on the coral reef, which, with the help of the target's fruit, was like a sword that had to hit its target. It would take him to his favorite white star. All he had to do was wait a little.

"Hehehe, White Star, your prince is here to see you." Fande Deacon cried out in excitement as he felt the flat coral reef begin to descend