Myriad Heavens Fox, Truly Too Monstrous

"This was the work of that Myriad Heavens Mystic Master!"

Only then did the Sturdy War General come to its senses upon hearing this.

In an instant, it pieced together the entire course of the battle: the Celestial Race's detached fleet had used its own War Axe Battleships as bait, hoping to lure out the Myriad Heavens Mystic Master.

At least one powerful Six-Winged Birdman had concealed himself aboard a Light Sail Warship, carrying an exceptionally powerful weapon.

But the Myriad Heavens Mystic Master had seen through the Celestial Race's scheme at a glance. He played along, using a secret art resembling puppetry to attack the detached fleet.

In truth, he had taken advantage of the opportunity to strike the main fleet on the other side.

In short.

Both sides had tried to outscheme each other.

In the end, the Myriad Heavens Mystic Master had proven more cunning and made the Celestial Race suffer a heavy loss.

At this moment.

The Sturdy War General's feelings were incomparably complicated.

Whether it was the Celestial Race's sinister schemes or the Myriad Heavens Mystic Master's fox-like cunning, both made it instinctively feel intense fear.

It even felt a trace of inferiority.

Compared to these terrifying Foreign Races, it felt like a thoroughly stupid horse.

Very soon.

Another change occurred within the Celestial Race's main fleet.

The light sails hanging from the deck of the third large Light Sail Warship—the last large warship—were all extinguished.

There was no doubt.

This large warship had likewise fallen victim to the Myriad Heavens Mystic Master's "poisonous hand."

With all three core warships destroyed, the Light Sail Fleet's combat strength had dropped sharply.

The Silver Hoof War Generals all sighed in amazement.

"The Myriad Heavens Mystic Master must have set his sights on the Celestial Race's three Large