Less than half a sandglass later.
The Sky Fortress reopened its energy shield and sank into the sea.
Surging waves spread in all directions. Moments later, even the remaining waves vanished from the surface, leaving only a dozen or so tiny scholars floating forlornly across the vast, boundless sea.
After destroying the low-level Level 1 Primitive Civilizations and Level 2 Temple Civilizations around them for so long, humanity had accumulated extensive experience in destruction.
Especially the Guardians who were enthusiastic about launching external campaigns.
As large numbers of scholars had joined the Guardians in recent years, the Guardians' methods of warfare had gradually become more sophisticated. They no longer relied on the brutal military destruction of the past.
The dozen or so tiny human scholars were led by the Flame Demon Roarer, Judgment Judge, Savage King, and Dark Seal Master Corleon.
"Let's split up and act according to plan. Notify me as soon as you get any news."
The Flame Demon Roarer, a balding man with red hair all around his head, stared at the other three with red light flashing in his eyes.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Everyone scattered, leaving only Corleon and the three people behind him standing in the distance.
Compared with the other two, Reilo wore a gray robe and held Mithril Dust Seal in his right hand. He looked rather young, while the Thunder Phoenix standing behind him drew attention with its enormous body.
Alder wore a solemn expression, his manner focused.
In his hands was a giant red-shelled prawn he had just fished out of the sea.
The giant prawn was more than a meter long. In Starveil Land, it would have been a rare delicacy.
"Forty-seven degrees Celsius. An extremely high-temperature environment unsuitable for human habitation. The oxygen content is 145% that of Starveil