It was a sight vast enough to blot out the sky and cover the sun.
When Floating Rune Warships, each as enormous as towering mountain ranges, sailed through the clouds.
The wind howled.
Lightning flashed.
The sunlight that should have bathed the earth and sea was forcibly blocked out, leaving the beings below able to see only an incomparably vast shadow, as though an eclipse had already descended...
At the same time.
Deafening drumbeats with an exceedingly peculiar rhythm filled all of heaven and earth like rolling thunder.
They were drumbeats capable of easily piercing all manner of solid barriers, heard clearly even in the depths of the earth and the depths of the ocean.
Not only did they symbolize the supreme status of those who had arrived, they also contained a rather special power that instinctively filled all who heard them with awe.
At this moment.
Faced with those freely spreading drumbeats.
Even the various Sea Beasts and sea clans deep beneath the vast ocean below could not help but poke their heads out of the water, their faces full of curiosity as they scrutinized the massive fleet sailing majestically across the sky overhead...
Among them.
The overwhelming majority of Sea Beasts were simply curious about what those passing things were.
The Sea Beasts with relatively low intelligence, in particular, were sincerely wondering whether those flying things tasted good.
Only those Sea Beasts and sea clans whose intelligence was comparable to that of ordinary humans, or perhaps even greater, wondered which faction the incomparably massive fleet overhead belonged to, for it looked so formidable...
In short, only a very small number of well-informed individuals managed to recognize the flags flown by that fleet and realize what the other side represented...
In an instant.
Their pupils instinctively contracted slightly.
It