Storm Month was a terrifying natural disaster for the humans of this plane.
Those living on islands and along the coast had to endure terrifying storms.
But it had little effect on marine life.
As for amphibious intelligent beings like Mermen, it had some impact, but not much.
When the conch horn sounded, large numbers of Mermen gathered.
Mermen were another intelligent race of this plane. In the deep sea, they had even established vast Merman kingdoms.
Besides that, countless Mermen lived scattered about in tribal communities.
This tribe alone had at least several thousand Mermen.
Mermen varied in combat strength. Ordinary Mermen possessed strength close to that of humans. On land, they could not defeat humans, but in the water, Mermen held the advantage.
Following that powerful Merman warrior, a large number of Mermen leaped into the sea and headed toward the island where the Teleportation Beacon stood.
At the Teleportation Beacon.
Dark clouds had begun piling up here. The fierce wind drove everyone back inside the houses.
The sea wind howled, carrying a shrill, mournful cry.
Charles felt as though a layer of solidified pressure was closing in on him.
"It seems the plane's will has begun to exert its influence."
"Who exactly is this enemy? Will they arrive before my reinforcements do?"
Charles watched as more and more dark clouds filled the sky.
Fortunately, he had chosen a time just after a torrential rain to activate the Teleportation Beacon.
Otherwise, another downpour would have directly weakened most of the forces under Charles's command.
The Teleportation Beacon continued to radiate light, bringing a trace of warmth to the worried people in the Outpost Base.
Time passed second by second.
Charles, who had remained atop the beacon, narrowed his eyes and looked out at the sea.
Something seemed