171 The First Day

Rody had never seen so many warships

On the day of the decisive battle, when the morning sun had just risen, the ocean was shrouded in a layer of golden ripples. The weather was surprisingly good, and the ocean was calm. Specks of sails appeared faintly on the horizon.

More and more specks emerged. The few specks grew to ten. Ten grew to dozens. Dozens grew to a whole ocean of sails on the horizon…

The groups of black warships headed for the coast, and finally stopped at a distance about one kilometer off it.

The people of the Roland Continent had excellent ship building skills. Their large warships had several floors. They were also extremely strong. Each ship was like a small fortress on the ocean.

After some time, the sailors at the observation ledges on their huge masts started to wave their flags, signaling a maneuver. After that, the warships broke their formation.