The news of Hans's death soon reached White Butcher's ears. For the Great Zhou Fleet, this was undoubtedly an enormous piece of good news.
After confirming the news, White Butcher immediately passed it on through the Miniature Communication Magic Cube before him.
Soon, the slogan "Hans Blaze is dead!" rang out across the sea battlefield!
Charlie, who had been sent back to his room by White Butcher's personal guards, had obviously heard the commotion as well. His expression changed at once.
Charlie had only just pledged allegiance to Great Zhou, and he still knew far too little about it.
He did not know that Bolevin, the dragonman standing over two meters tall, was actually a mage at the Saint Realm.
Nor had he ever seen Harar, who had already been transformed into an undead.
He had heard that the North Sea Fleet had been defeated, but according to Charlie's way of thinking, the fleet's defeat did not mean that Harar, the Governor of the North Sea, had died in battle as well.
That was a powerhouse at the Vajra Realm! Once his protective battle aura was unleashed, blades and spears could not harm him! To ordinary people, the might of a Vajra Realm martial artist was simply unimaginable!
Following that line of thought, Charlie, who had seen Ironclad Ship 001, felt that the Barton Fleet was no match for it and believed that the Barton Empire was doomed. But that did not mean he thought his father, Hans Blaze, would die.
He had never once entertained such a thought. He had even felt that it was unrealistic.
A Vajra Realm powerhouse impervious to blades and spears could simply break through and slaughter his way out even if the army was defeated. Who could stop him?
Thus, the instant he clearly