Hearing him, Ignis gave no reply. He simply rushed over at full speed.
The man before him was extremely strong. In all his life, there were only a handful of High-tier Soul Intent Transcendents who could compare to him.
He had to admit, this king of the Okra Kingdom had hidden himself very deeply.
But beneath the weight of the greater tide, any threat would vanish without a trace.
At this moment, inside the royal capital of the Okra Kingdom, the battle was already gradually nearing its end.
Large numbers of defenders surrendered in organized units, begging to survive, but some officers and generals killed themselves in martyrdom, carrying out their beliefs to the end.
Atop the seven Square Towers, the Royal Banners representing the Okra Kingdom were removed and replaced with the Noble Banners of Qixing Territory.
On the deck of the First Floating Fleet's flagship, Velin rested both hands on the railing and looked down over the land. Watching the flags flutter high above the royal capital of the Okra Kingdom, a smile appeared on his face.
Under the combined efforts of the two great legions, this giant city had fallen in less than two hours.
However, the battle was not yet over.
He raised his head toward the sky. Watching the two figures fighting at high altitude, a trace of surprise appeared on Velin's face.
He had some understanding of Ignis's strength. Anyone who could fight him evenly was clearly no ordinary Ninth Rank native Transcendent.
By his estimation, either some old monster had possessed the man, or he was a child of fortune born bearing immense luck, receiving the final blessing of this world's will before its destruction.
"The battle is about to end," Kyle said, watching the changes in the sky.
Hearing this, Velin had