With his blood boiling with fervor, he let out a roar, and the phantom of Sea Dragon Huang rose, waving its claws against the heavens.
All who gazed upon the sworn longsword felt their hearts overflow with surging tides of emotion.
No one knew how much time had passed.
The Golden Crow set in the west, and the remaining sunlight was as red as blood.
On the distant sea surface.
A battle group of Cave Wizards, all cloaked in black, with disfigured faces, approached swiftly, riding on a cloud-shaped Wizard Tool that howled through the air.
The leader was a commander with the full strength of a Fifth-Circle Perfection.
Besides him, there were no fewer than six level 5 team leaders.
The third-circle and fourth-circle wizards numbered over two hundred.
This army could sweep the outer sea region of the Endless Sea with ease.
Commander Muriqi's gaze fixed on what lay ahead, signaling the army to halt.