(The chapter number in Chapter 1171's title was incorrect!)
Twenty-six days.
A full twenty-six days had passed since the war began.
The invaders practically changed factions every day. Nearly all the God-tier Civilizations of the Kunsa Realm listed in the Black Church's database had taken a turn on the runway.
A different look every day, without a single repeat.
However, what troubled Velos was that no matter how the emblems on the fleets' hulls changed, the warship designs remained exactly the same. Even their combat performance was identical.
Most importantly, according to the Black Church's assessments over the past several days—
These warships were no worse than those used by the Black Church's Crusader Army. In some respects, they were even far superior.
If they had not sealed off the channel exit in time and suppressed the enemy within it, this would undoubtedly have become an extraordinarily brutal battle for both sides.
Velos could not help frantically thanking the Lord of Darkness for His protection. The enemy's invasion point had been so close to the Third Church's garrison, and Velos had arrived the day before the enemy did, allowing him to set up the defenses.
Otherwise, if the enemy still had a great many follow-up fleets and both sides only began their full-scale battle after they had all arrived, whether he could win would truly have been uncertain.
"Archbishop Velos, it seems the Vivik Empire's legion has been exhausted. The warships emerging now bear the emblem of another civilization."
At Velos's side, a purple-robed bishop spoke respectfully.
They had already experienced this situation more than twenty times since the war began, where their opponent changed midway through the battle.
Therefore, they were no longer surprised when another civilization suddenly took the field.
"Fine. Order the fleet to maintain firepower. As