The situation in the sky had become clear.
At that moment, Major General Faraga, who commanded the Empire's Aerial Combat Legion, fell silent as he watched the scene unfold.
W-What the hell was going on!?
Weren't things fine just now?! How had they turned out like this in the blink of an eye?!
Had they all taken steroids?! How could their strength have grown so fast!!!
Faraga had no idea what was happening and found the absurd scene impossible to comprehend!
Or rather, Faraga had been completely dumbfounded!
How could he fail to recognize Gaviru and the others' race? According to the Imperial Intelligence Bureau's information on the Jura Great Forest and the Demon Country Federation, those dragon-like beings soaring through the sky were undoubtedly a rare race known as Dragonewts.
This race could be considered a higher race. With humanoid dragon bodies, they possessed strength comparable to dragons. But... but... wasn't being this strong a little too much?!
The sight before him was undoubtedly challenging Faraga's worldview.
"Damn it! Are these guys monsters?! The intelligence those idiots from the Intelligence Bureau gave us is complete crap—worse than outright nonsense!"
Faraga immediately began cursing the Empire's Intelligence Bureau. They had gathered intelligence so poorly it was practically worthless. He looked at the report in his hand regarding the Dragonewts.
Dragonewts: An ordinary higher race with average strength. Its strongest members possess only A-rank combat power and require no particular attention.
Then he looked at the Dragonewts currently beating warships as though they were beating up children. Faraga could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He desperately needed someone to vent on.
Then, looking at the adjutant who had handed him the intelligence, Faraga began to curse furiously.
"This is the intelligence you brought back?!!!"
"Show me, is there