The war had only been going on for half a day, so it seemed to have started not long ago. Yet countless people had already lost their lives. War had never been about wining and dining—it was about real bloodshed and death.
The soldiers at the very bottom suffered the most casualties, whether they belonged to the Sky Pirate Crew or the Navy.
Looking out across the ice stretching from Golden Crow Island's shore into the depths of the sea, most of the ocean frozen by Kuzan had already shattered, returning to its original state. Only the areas around the edges still had thick layers of ice.
Countless corpses lay scattered and piled across it. Some floated on the sea, while others lay sprawled on the ice. They were densely packed, resembling a mass grave. Blood flowed everywhere, sending chills down the spine, while the air reeked of blood and gunpowder and the sounds of slaughter rang through the heavens.
In theory, the Sky Pirate Crew's soldiers were no match for the Navy in either numbers or combat strength.
The 150,000 soldiers deployed by the Navy were all its elite forces. These so-called elites were far more than ordinary sailors; many were officers of lieutenant and commander rank. On the open sea, they would at least be pirates with bounties of around ten million Beli.
That was where the Navy's foundation lay. The naval officers and soldiers cultivated through centuries of orthodox training and promotion were absolutely beyond comparison with the scattered forces and rabble hastily assembled by the Sky Pirate Crew.
As for why the two sides were now fighting evenly, it was because everyone harbored hatred for the World Government, leaving them all fired up with fighting spirit. It was also because science had already been used on