Two days later.
Rising Cloud War Zone.
Cheng Han hovered above the sea, looking down at the vast waters below.
As far as the eye could see,
a stretch of sea spanning more than ten square kilometers had been completely dyed crimson.
The sight
made it look as though the seawater itself were burning.
Just seconds earlier,
a Divine Soul Shadow of God General Zhu Rong had struck again, killing another clone of Madam Snake.
This was the third clone eliminated in the past several days.
A bright halo hung in midair.
At the center of its display was a charred black mass of snake bones.
Farther away,
many Sea Hawk wrecks lay scattered about.
There were no fewer than a hundred in total.
Cheng Han's gaze flickered, and he sighed soundlessly.
To deal with that snake, he had exhausted every effort and finally created an opportunity for the God General to strike.
But the Rising Cloud War Zone had paid a considerable price as well. A Sea Hawk squad had been buried beneath the sea.
There was simply no helping it.
Madam Snake was, after all, an Alien God. A strategy used once could not possibly be used a second time.
Cheng Han concentrated for a moment, his brow furrowing slightly.
This time, when the clone was slain, he once again sensed an abnormal disturbance in the sea's aura.
If it had happened only once, it might have been a coincidence.
But for it to happen twice in a row, there was clearly something wrong.
At this moment,
Li Mu, the General Commander of the Rising Cloud War Zone, drifted down from the sky and stopped beside Cheng Han.
He immediately bowed, his tone filled with admiration. "Grand General Overseer, your calculations were truly flawless!"
Having witnessed Cheng Han