Night, at the same time.
Along the thousand-mile border near the central region of East Sea, the night was thick as ink.
Military camps stretched along the border. The three great legions were stationed in a triangular formation, separated by over a thousand miles, completely sealing off the East Sea region from the north, center, and south.
Campfires glittered like stars, stretching along the trenches and watchtowers like a sleeping Giant Dragon lying across the plains.
The patrols' footsteps were orderly, while the beams of Soul Tool searchlights occasionally swept through the night sky, tearing through the darkness.
Ever since the Skysea Alliance officially declared independence and Doulong Technology emerged into the open, the three great legions had moved here. From the legion commanders down to ordinary soldiers, everyone knew this standoff would not end anytime soon.
This ten-thousand-mile defensive line would have to be held for a long time.
But no one had expected the attack to come so quickly, so silently.
The first anomaly appeared in the Northern Legion's sector at the far north.
A faint black mist had appeared on the ground at some point. It was thin and blended into the night, so the sentries initially assumed fog had risen and paid it little attention. But it spread at an absurd speed. In less than half an hour, it had already reached the outskirts of the camp from the border.
Then, without warning, dark clouds gathered overhead, forming a thick layer that blotted out the stars and moon.
Deep within the black mist, points of blue-violet light slowly lit up one after another. They were vertical pupils ringed by gray bony patterns, densely packed by the hundreds and thousands, floating within the mist like countless dormant single eyes staring coldly down at the military camp.
At