1008 Dragmus The God!

Jimosen and Linvor smiled confidently as if they had already won the battle.

"Hahahahhaha.

There's no way that they'll be able to handle us.

Don't forget that we're about to launch a surprise attack on them.

By the time we're done with them, they won't know what hit them!"

Linvor agreed: "Heh. From the scouts' report from the past few days, these Baymardians had what they called hot air balloons. But apparently, because of the rainy and overly windy weather, they can't use that now. So if they won't be able to spring out any tricks on us."

"You're right.

In a week or more, snow should start falling, and even now, the weather is still as windy as ever.

Fall is coming to an end, and winter is upon us.

So how could they flu those things anymore?

It's just too bad that the days when the spies entered Baymard's capital city, was when the rain fell hard constantly, getting many places closed."