"So This Is What You Call a Land of Courtesy?"

Ten days later.

The Mysterious Heaven Propeller, which had been running continuously on the Eternal Night Continent, slowly shut down. They had arrived.

Ahead lay the War Mire!

"..."

Chen Fan stood at the Northbank Defense Line, gazing into the distance.

The sea near the War Mire gradually turned black as ink, while a vast Thunderstorm Belt enveloped the entire region.

"Young master."

Crippled Monkey stood beside him and said quietly, "We're here."

"Yes."

Chen Fan repeated softly, "We're here."

This was not the Mortal Domain's final war, but it was an exceptionally important one. It would determine whether the Mortal Domain could advance smoothly to a Fourth-Level Continent. Unlike last time, the Mortal Domain had spent more than enough time preparing its foundations.

And their opponent was not an absurd enemy like the Ancient Strange Clan Continent.

He gently rubbed the Jadeite Staff in his hand.

The next instant—

Without warning, enormous lines of text appeared above every continent in the War Mire.

He knew many continents had been watching him, and he knew they were aware the Mortal Domain had arrived nearby. But he wanted a more forceful way to tell everyone that the Mortal Domain was here.

No preamble.

Straight to the point!

The next instant—

Above the War Mire's thin mist, the clouds began to churn.

It was no natural storm, but an orderly, irresistible shift forced upon them by an outside power.

The clouds converged in one direction, like countless streams flowing toward the sea. They collided above the water, then hung motionless, like a screen nailed to the sky.

Like a projection screen waiting for an image.

Across every continent in the War Mire, people instinctively looked up at the strange change overhead, horror filling their eyes!

This phenomenon...

It was the kind of