In less than half an hour, an Astral Sea Port starfleet was deployed to the south of Ancient Emberfire Astral Sea Port to guard against the distant incoming starfleet.
At the same time, a Kingdom Legendary led more than a dozen Astral Sea Port officials aboard a kilometer-class Floating Battleship. They shut down all offensive magic arrays, retaining only the most basic defensive magic arrays, and headed south as negotiators under the port governor's watchful gaze.
Islington Astral Sea Port was facing a grave threat. The shipping routes were closed, and magical defensive arrays that had not been activated for over a thousand years were brought online.
Inside the roundtable conference room on the seventh floor of the Central Mage Tower in the Inner City District, everyone sat around the table, watching the images projected by the crystal. Their expressions varied.
Nelius and Lavian, the two Legends stationed at Islington Astral Sea Port, appeared composed on the surface, but inwardly, they were extremely panicked.
If such a starfleet launched a full-scale attack on Islington Astral Sea Port, they could hold out for half an hour at most before they could only surrender. Otherwise, they would become Astral Realm dust in Outer Space.
Undine glanced at the Moon Knight sitting beside her. Seeing his calm expression, she gradually calmed down as well.
With him here, this unfamiliar starfleet would have to think twice before making a move against Islington Astral Sea Port.
At that moment, Velin was utterly bewildered. Could it be that the descendants of the God of Dreams had discovered that a nest formed from the flesh and blood of an Astral Evil God could not kill him, so they had brought in a starfleet to destroy both him and this starport?
If that was the case, then Blood