Petty Clown

Japan!

Japan was a small island nation, surrounded by sea on all sides and separated from the Xia Kingdom and Goryeo Country by the ocean.

Wang Teng sat cross-legged on Little White's back, speeding over the endless sea. He was almost no more than an afterimage.

Ahead, a coastline had already appeared faintly in view.

As Little White appeared, piercing alarms suddenly sounded from the land.

Living in an environment surrounded by the sea, Japan had naturally taken its defensive measures to the extreme. Otherwise, it would have long since been sunk by the countless sea beasts in the waters.

What a pitiful little island nation!

It was said that since the Martial Arts Era began, they had suffered no fewer than ten sea beast tides, each one more terrifying than the last.

The most recent one had occurred six months ago. Japan had lost eight War General Level experts, while the number of low-level martial artists who died was countless. It was their greatest loss in recent years.

Their only luck was that their territory was small and showed no trace of Darkness Breeds. Otherwise, their circumstances would have been even more difficult.

Japan lacked resources. The reason it had managed to struggle on while surrounded by sea beasts was mainly because it had attached itself to the White-Headed Eagle Country and received some of its aid.

Naturally, they had to give something in return, such as sending martial artists to the Darkness Rift in the White-Headed Eagle Country to help it resist the Darkness Breeds.

There were many similar examples. They were merely tools cultivated by the White-Headed Eagle Country to charge into battle for them.

Japan had always wanted to relocate its entire population to the White-Headed Eagle Country, but how could the other side be foolish