"Impatient and restless, at least let us see the land first, shall we?"

He tilted his head back and drained the jug of strong liquor, wiping the alcohol from his beard: "Speed is paramount in warfare. Though the fleet is shrouded in storms, given enough time, anyone can see something's amiss. Rather than waste time sleeping soundly, it's better to strike directly."

"I've just released the surveillance, but for concealment, it's not in position yet. The internal situation is unknown; it's probably safer to be cautious, right?"

Ji Jue asked, "Have you looked at the ether of the Northern Realm?"

"Before we came, the shaman already performed divination; it was thrilling without risks, highly auspicious."

Ji Jue glanced at the An Family's two fingers: "What do you two say?"

"I don't care."

"Same here."

The two fingers were obviously much more casual, despite racing all the way. It's just the mere fatigue of traveling; a sip of water was enough to finish resting.

When hunting wolves for real, not sleeping or blinking for days, weeks, or even a month in extreme conditions is also possible.

Moreover, what they do isn't charging into battle directly. With the An Family's projection skills honed to this degree, they don't even need to be on site as long as they're within sensing range.

The Returning Knights also took on the work of guarding prosperity, expressing readiness to start whenever after roughly familiarizing with the situation at this moment.

All is ready, only the eastern wind is missing.

The enemy is at Punabantu!

"Alright, then we won't wait."

Ji Jue took one last look at his phone.

To this point, there's still no trace of Wen Jie. Given her habits, she might rush directly into the fray, completely ignoring everything else.

What's more, since the destination is the same, they'll meet sooner or later.

By then, catch her off guard with the label of 'one of the remnants,' wouldn't it be a clean victory?

As for how to apologize later, emmmm... it's for your own good, Wen Jie, you won't misunderstand me, right?

Right...?

Whether right or wrong, this remains to be discussed, but Ji Jue has modest expectations: as long as she doesn't punch him and blow up his head, it's fine.

Now on the outskirts of the Seven Cities Territory. At full speed towards Punabantu, just four... no, with the storm from the Dragon Remains Fleet, they might reach the doorstep in even just one hour.

Why hesitate?

The opponent is right at hand, F2+A, select all, start the engagement!

A quarter of an hour later, the Dragon Remains' sails were high once more, the sound of horns echoed through the sky, calling to the thunderclouds. Endless thunderbolts flashed and roared, enveloping the Prosperity in dark clouds as it sped towards Punabantu!

Just like soaring on the crest of the waves, the violent wind hitting the Prosperity made it tremble intensely, as if it was a small pebble tossed on water, constantly skipping across the surface.

Inside the thunderclouds, spiritual waves teasingly projected like radar, scanning Ji Jue's face, seemingly gloating.

Old fool, giving you a chance for some eye irritation!

Ji Jue sighed, without any reaction.

Letting the tempest crash head-on, the Prosperity showed no sign of cracking or losing control; the hand of non-aggression rested on the ship's rails, continuously strengthening and transforming.

In the haste, even if some Spiritual Circuits accidentally broke off, they floated up into the air towards the thunderclouds.

Like little unclean hands wanting to grab something back.

Let me have a look!

Then, they were mercilessly shattered by the lightning!

See what? Not allowed to see! Is it yours to see all over? Go home and look at your own things!

In the end, ashes understand ashes; once peers see each other, they even consider when to attend each other's funerals and how much gift money to bring.

Seeing the eye irritation fail, Yellow Beard seemed too lazy to haggle with Ji Jue, that scoundrel, anymore. The oncoming wind and waves slowed down a lot.

Except...

The further towards the front, why does the sky grow darker?

Ji Jue lowered his eyes, examining the satellite image on his phone… The sea was bathed in sunlight, specks of light flickering on the hot afternoon sea, cloudless for miles.

Yet, outside the Dragon Remains Fleet realm, it seemed to step by step enter a long night. In the rapidly dimming sunlight, a diffuse scarlet gradually emerged, and in an instant, blood-red hue stained the skies.

Following this, even the sun almost vanished.

The world ahead, immersed in darkness, the fog that enveloped it chillingly wailing with a faintly peculiar song.

The entire world turned into a Demon Realm.

Under the large-scale spiritual overflow collapse effect, the completely twisted forbidden zone seemed veiled in eternal darkness, with fingers unseen.

In the piercing alarm sound, the Dragon Remains Fleet halted sharply at the edge of darkness, coldly staring at the dancing shadows, and further, the world enshrouded by thick fog.

There was no trace of Punabantu.

"Has it worsened to this extent already?"

In the projection, Yellow Beard's expression was somber, his hand rubbing the grip of the flame-shaped sword, instructing without hesitation: "Command the fleet, prepare for battle, coordinate all units to awaken the Dragon Bone.

The Prosperity should retreat, giving way to the front position."

He said, "Release the Twilight!"

This is not the moment for hesitation and contemplation; whether for partners or enemies, wanting to take the lead requires some expense.

Before the fight, every penny counts; after the fight, not an inch is yielded.

But when it's time to fight, don't bother with too many concerns.

Just roll up your sleeves and get it done!

In that instant, the majestic sound of horns blew again from the thunderclouds, with light ascending amidst the eerie drumbeats resonating through the heavens and earth.

The tongue-twisting ancient mutterings converged, resembling a hymn to the hoarse silhouette of a divine figure, with fervent clamors and shouts, the horn's sound grew increasingly loud, endlessly rising towards the heavens, as if to reach the Heavenly Listening!

Until, from the highest point of the heavens, came a thunder-like response.

Boom!

Atop the dark sky, suddenly a spot of firelight emerged.

Reflected in Ji Jue's eyes, magnifying, further magnifying, until finally, a massive meteor wrapped in boundless Fierce Flame revealed its hideous outline.

Brutal brightness.

The night was burnt away; the heavens and sea, all things in the world were tinged with a dim yellow, reflecting the magnificent and fierce light descending from the sky.

Ji Jue subconsciously held his breath.

Eyes wide open.

Clang—

The crisp sound of shattering echoed in everyone's ears.

Just like a hammer smashing a mirror, under the savage impact of the Twilight Meteor, sheer darkness unveiled blank cracks, arbitrarily sprawling across the sky.

The world fragmented, myriad forms crumbled and split.

Behind the interwoven break, a colossal crimson eye as vast as the sun and moon slowly opened.

Overlooking the Dust.

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