East Wind Clears the Ground

Two days later.

Dead Marsh Realm.

"Buzz!"

The boundless poisonous water swamp suddenly trembled.

The next moment.

The previously deathly silent swamp seemed to awaken, suddenly boiling over.

"Splash! Splash!"

Great waves of water splashed across the surface.

Countless Flying Moth Flies emerged from the water in swarms, flapping their wings with all their strength as they rapidly flew into the sky.

One enormous eyeball after another swiftly surfaced, hovering above the swamp.

Their strange, nested pupils stared fixedly upward, closely observing the activity in the sky.

They were the Destruction Eyes.

This scene.

Fell completely within the Light Shuttle God General's sight.

It hovered in the void, with great ripples of space flashing before it. Scene after scene from the Dead Marsh Realm sped past within them.

This was clearly some sort of secret scrying art.

The God General drew a soft breath and muttered, "Just as the Void Wanderer said, before the swarm begins a large-scale deployment, it will surely set up an air-defense network."

It snorted again. "These pests are rather cautious."

However.

There was one point worth noting.

Although the air-defense net had been deployed, the swarm did not seem particularly tense.

Many Moth Fly Swarms merely circled slowly through the sky, appearing quite relaxed.

The Light Shuttle God General breathed a sigh of relief. "The Void Wanderer's judgment was right. The swarm defeated us once before, so it does not believe we would dare to come again."

This was excellent news.

Since the swarm was not overly guarded, the Myriad Heavens Race's coming attack would proceed much more smoothly.

"Thud! Thud!"

A succession of dull booms suddenly rose from deep underground.

It sounded as if many things were struggling to burrow their way out.

The Light Shuttle God General blurted out, "The Transport Towers are