I couldn't stand by and let the disaster of the Divine Throne come to pass without helping, after all. The people were mine, not those Immortal Provers who had attained the Dao.
Once everyone's demands had been addressed, the battle began in earnest. One red dot after another blossomed across the sand table, each marking the direct destruction of an enemy sub-vessel or floating island. Naturally, the battle would not end in an instant; it would take time.
The enemy had quite a number of sub-vessels and floating islands. Our sonar and radar continually picked up the directions from which they approached, and we sent assault teams to detonate them. As the enemy's floating islands suffered heavier and heavier losses, it was naturally time for a tactical change.
"Twelve floating islands and twelve sub-vessels were destroyed in this wave. Both their directions and routes can be traced. This Immortal Lord Shenxiao seems to have a pattern to his deployments. Is he some kind of expert in the aesthetics of warfare?" I gave a cold laugh. After two hours, I had also gotten a clear picture of those floating islands.
These small floating islands resembled the archipelagos of the great immortal sects and used the same kind of technology. They relied on Qiongtian immortal power to operate and were small attack fortresses controlled by the great immortal sects. Most of them also carried troop-transport fortresses and the like, but this batch had yet to show any large numbers of soldiers. They were all empty islands carrying out suicidal attacks, the same type that Han Shanshan and Jiu Fangtao had encountered before.
The sub-vessels, meanwhile, were much faster than the floating islands. They had been built in triangular shapes, with sharp, well-defined edges. Their externally mounted weapons were all destructive weapons resembling