The situation on the battlefield gradually became clear.
Most of the Sun Moon Empire's warships had already been destroyed. Some of the soldiers were dead, some wounded, and some had fallen into the sea. Those who remained had completely lost their will to fight.
A middle-aged man who looked like an officer stood on the shattered bow, drenched in blood. He stared fixedly at the figures descending from the sky.
"You... Who the hell are you?!"
Mighty Lion Douluo landed in front of him and looked down.
"Us?"
He grinned.
"We're people you can't afford to provoke."
The officer's face turned deathly pale.
He gritted his teeth and suddenly raised the Soul Tool rifle in his hands, pointing it at his own head.
"His Majesty will avenge us!"
Mighty Lion Douluo froze.
Was this guy going to kill himself?
Just then—
A hand pressed down on the officer's rifle barrel.
Luo Yun had appeared beside him without anyone noticing. He looked down at the officer.
"Your emperor?"
The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.
"Not for much longer."
The officer's eyes widened as he stared at the young man in purple.
He wanted to say something, but it felt as if something had clamped around his throat. He couldn't utter a single word.
At last, he slumped to the ground.
Luo Yun withdrew his hand and turned to look into the distance.
The outline of the Sun Moon Continent was growing clearer.
On the coastline, countless soldiers could be seen gathering in the distance.
Even more steel warships were heading this way.
"Pass down the order."
He spoke calmly.
"The entire fleet—"
"Land!"
The order spread throughout the fleet.
Hundreds of warships accelerated together, charging toward the coastline of the Sun Moon Continent.
The Sun Moon Empire had gathered tens