The Secret Sea churned.
Lu Cang saw the Crimson Legion marching across the horizon! He also saw angels shining in the sky, sending down one thick golden pillar of light after another!
The weaker creatures in the Secret Sea had all perished in the aftershocks.
This land seemed like spoils of war waiting to be divided.
Every powerful being wanted to claim a piece of this ocean for themselves.
The Primordial Sea and the Lord of the Ocean—two seas—had merged.
Kumiloni floated over the turbulent waters, her face pained, but her eyes vacant.
"Even the Crimson Legion has come..."
"Starting a war in the Secret Sea... Looks like they want to eliminate key figures from the other factions."
In battles between lower-tier fighters, numbers could still offer some advantage.
For example, the gap between Tier 2 and Tier 3 wasn't all that wide.
But the difference between Tier 3 and Tier 4 was another matter.
A Tier 4 mage could affect a battle on a legion-wide scale. A single tornado could sweep across hundreds of meters, while a Tier 3 mage was still using spells like Flame Spear and Ice Wave to attack targets only a dozen meters away.
The difference was already enormous.
And the higher the tier of the combatants, the less numbers mattered.
Especially when there was a two-tier gap. A Tier 6 fighting a Tier 8...
No matter how many Tier 6 fighters came, they'd be useless against a normal Tier 8 combat-class Class-changer.
Unless...
The Tier 6 was an absolute prodigy beyond their era, like Izpalut or Lu Cang.
"The Crimson Legion is Bani's personal army."
"In wartime, the legion's coordination can let them accomplish the feat of killing enemies above their tier."
"They once had a record like that. A force of just five