The Flying Cloud Tower ship was as massive as a mountain, carrying several thousand armored soldiers. How could it be so nimble, weaving freely through the Saha Dragon Domain and escaping encirclement time and again?
This was what Qi Xiaoqian marveled at. This Jiang Wang of the Human Race possessed an exceptional nose for danger—keen and decisive. If their positions were exchanged, he asked himself whether he would only have managed to escape on his own.
Yet after his admiration, he did not feel it meant much.
The Saha Dragon Domain was now confirmed as the Human Race's main battlefield of attack. All sides stood ready in strict formation, and powerful figures of the Sea Race were already rushing over.
No matter how the battle unfolded on the outskirts, Jiang Wang, this little bug already swallowed into their belly, was destined to stir up no waves.
For him and Ao Huangzhong, they had no ability to influence a war involving the entirety of Bewildering World. Capturing and killing this hegemonic nation's marquis, this Jiaoming of the Human Race, was already a towering merit.
He had held back from acting all this time because he was waiting for Chen Zhitao to reveal his trump card, so that he could use it for himself.
Using His Majesty Gao Jie's scheme to seize the Near-Sea Archipelago, and incidentally stuffing Jiang Wang into the basket as well—truly a masterstroke that pleased him greatly. Chen Zhitao's cooperation also deserved thanks.
Now, Jiang Wang and the others had revealed their trump cards one by one. It was time to end this game.
"It's raining."
He stood atop the Fin Rider's spread flesh-wings, savoring the feeling of driving prey into a dead end. What was the point of throwing one's weight around in the Cang Sea? Hunting