The two sides fielded seven hundred thousand troops against one million, and reinforcements continued to pour in for the Marines.
When it came to powerful fighters, however, the Seventy-Nation Allied Forces were at a disadvantage. Four of the Five Elders were surrounded, while their other formidable fighters were firmly tied down.
This was a war in which the two sides were evenly matched, yet also unevenly matched.
But the details already revealed the direction the world would take.
The battle raged on, and the four Elders struggled bitterly. Facing multiple opponents alone put tremendous pressure on each of them.
The others, meanwhile, were shocked by the new powers the Five Elders displayed and grew wary.
The pace of the war slowed.
Time passed. Around ten minutes later, a black warship swooped down and landed not far from the central battlefield.
Everyone looked up. When they saw the burly, muscular man standing at the bow with his arms folded, their eyes widened.
"It's the Fleet Admiral!!"
"Xia Le! The world's invincible man is here!"
"That guy?! He got here this quickly?"
"With him here, the outcome of this war is beyond doubt!"
"The Marines will win! Justice will prevail!!"
"..."
Xia Le's arrival filled the Marines with excitement, instantly lifting their fighting spirit, while panic swept through the Seventy-Nation Allied Forces.
The four Elders in particular felt their pupils contract, their hearts shaken.
"Xia Le!"
"He was the one who cut off Saturn's head!"
Their gazes sharpened, but they could not help shuddering inwardly.
At that moment, all four raised their heads and looked ahead.
Atop the enormous black Pluton, cannon barrels pointed in every direction, their menacing appearance drawing sharp intakes of breath.
At the bow, Xia Le stood with his arms folded, gazing at them with a faint smile.