The White-Haired Mystic Master Zhongsun Wen from the Outer War Zone had just finished the first Sea King Feast of his life.
He then returned to Eastern Mausoleum War Fortress with several other mystic masters from the Outer War Zone and began watching the Crimson Eagle Legion's first battle from afar.
For the convenience of inspection teams from other war zones, the Eastern Li War Zone had specially provided them with a monitoring Mystic Boat.
This kind of Mystic Boat carried a dedicated Monitoring Mystic Array that could monitor battlefield conditions in real time and transmit the footage back.
In short.
It was equivalent to a live broadcast.
"Bzz~"
Accompanied by the faint vibration of the mystic array.
Countless points of light surged forth, gathering into an image.
What came into view.
Four enormous aircraft carriers were cutting through the waves across the sea.
Flame Eagles, blazing red from nose to tail, rapidly rose a hundred meters from the decks. Then three-colored flames burst from their tails as they sped toward the distance.
Zhongsun Wen let out a breath and smiled. "The Crimson Eagle Legion has only just set out. We came at exactly the right time."
Watching the New Model War Hawks take off one after another, he spoke with a sigh. "I used to think the Nimble Profound Array was one of the most useless mystic arrays.
"I never expected Vice General Cheng to combine this array with war hawks and completely change the course of war in this world."
By now.
The more information this mystic master learned, the more he admired Vice General Cheng.
Another mystic master repeated an old saying. "Times have changed."
Of course.
This so-called "old saying" was common knowledge in the Eastern Li War Zone.
But hearing it from a mystic master