Should he activate the transmission?
Kitsuchi hesitated for a few seconds before ultimately giving up.
For one thing, he had yet to see Lin Qing himself. If everything before him had not been Lin Qing's doing, then falsely reporting the situation could very well deal a devastating blow to the other areas.
For another, Kitsuchi still had confidence in his own strength.
Not that he was confident he could defeat Lin Qing.
He was nearly forty, without the arrogance of youth.
The longer one lived, the more one understood just how powerful true geniuses could be.
Kitsuchi merely felt that no matter how formidable Lin Qing was, after cultivating for most of his life and with a thousand mercenaries and four hundred samurai at his side, surely he could send out at least one message, couldn't he?
Even if I can't beat him or escape, can't I at least yell for help?
Kitsuchi closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them again a moment later, all hesitation had vanished from his gaze. "We can't keep circling around any longer."
A warship's carrying capacity was limited. To load sufficient weapons, shells, and fuel, they naturally could not bring too many supplies, especially since the border of the Land of Fire was not far from the Land of Hot Water.
But if they kept blindly going in circles, their fuel would eventually run dry.
And it was not just the fuel.
There was also the crew's morale.
The eerie fog, the sea of blood, the severed limbs, and the mad fish were wearing away at both their morale and sanity.
If this continued, the ship would descend into chaos and slaughter itself before the enemy even appeared.
"Turn around. We're heading for the 'center.' I want to see