"Tick-tock, tick-tock."
Senluo Bay's Heretic God Pope's command ship.
Time passed second by second.
The fleet that had emerged from Senluo Bay's waters had already been waiting for quite some time.
Outside, explosions could be heard from time to time.
"Report."
"We spotted the enemy's scout ships and fast ships."
"They're attempting to enter our waters."
"They've already been intercepted by the scout ships on our perimeter."
The Heretic God Pope's expression remained calm upon hearing the report.
He merely replied indifferently, "Understood."
He was completely unconcerned with the skirmishes between the scout ships.
The only intelligence the Heretic God Pope wanted to know was whether the surprise attack had succeeded.
That would determine whether he could win this naval battle!
If the plan failed, Senluo Bay's location would inevitably be exposed.
At that point, the Shadow Isles would have to face the pressure of a Level 10 Lord.
They might be able to rely on Senluo Bay's terrain and the sturdy fortifications on both sides to win once or twice.
But things were different from the Old Continent Civilization now.
As long as they had enough resources, a Level 10 Lord could rebuild a Giant Fleet and send it south at any time.
The Shadow Isles' resources were already scarce.
How could they possibly compare with those rich-as-croesus Level 10 Lords on the continent?
Therefore, they had to end the battle quickly and annihilate the enemy at the smallest possible cost.
Only then could they intimidate the enemy and make them afraid to sail south recklessly.
"The safety of Shadow Island rests on this one battle."
The Heretic God Pope murmured inwardly.
Just then, a commotion came from outside the command ship.
Immediately afterward, a lord in charge of intelligence rushed inside.
"Report."
"P-Pope, Your Excellency."
"G-Good news."
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