The gale howled, and the earth shattered.
At this moment, the Sabaody Archipelago battlefield seemed to have become a gathering place for every kind of natural disaster.
Some areas were flooded with magma, some burst with rampant vegetation, some had hurricanes forming tornadoes, and some were split by lightning and thunder.
Experts rarely seen in ordinary times—
today, they had all appeared on this battlefield in a chaotic jumble.
If one looked down from the sky,
one would discover that the entire Sabaody Archipelago front was constantly being compressed toward the edges of the Sabaody Island base, and even into its interior.
The World Government's forces had now fallen into a true disadvantage.
Under the forceful assault and pressure of the World Alliance Army, the World Government was rapidly losing large numbers of critical positions.
As for the upper ranks of the World Alliance Army, who were locked in aerial combat,
apart from the powerhouses under Roy's command, who vaguely understood why the World Government was performing so terribly and what it was trying to do,
the other powerhouses of the World Alliance Army were puzzled by the World Government forces' sudden decline in strength.
However, those doubts were not enough to make them halt their march of liberation.
In the eyes of certain reckless fools within the World Alliance Army, the situation was overwhelmingly favorable to them.
All they needed to do next was defeat the enemies before them, push forward, capture the Sabaody Archipelago, climb the Red Line Continent, and seize Mary Geoise.
Then the World Government's eight-hundred-year rule would utterly collapse and vanish into the river of history.
They would become the victors of this war, sitting at the table called the world to discuss how to save it next—and how to divide up the entire world.