Far away in the sky, a black dragon raced through the air with Sengoku standing on its back.
Elsewhere, a Fengshen Pterosaur was also on its way, flying no slower than the black dragon and carrying Marine Vice Admiral Zephyr.
Army General White Ghost was flying as well, though much more slowly.
Both the CP0 Chief and Army General Storm Dragon had taken some time to pick up the nearest powerful fighter.
Bringing anyone else along would have wasted too much time. They might not arrive until the war was over.
As things stood, they could still make it for the later stages of the battle. As for White Ghost, that would come down to luck.
A day passed just like that. The war had now been raging for a day and a half.
The fighting grew ever fiercer.
With their formidable strength, the Rocks Pirates were slowly tipping the scales in their favor, despite the battlefield's apparent stalemate.
In combat experience, fighting spirit, and sheer ferocity, the Rocks Pirates held the advantage.
The slaves' rebellion threw the situation into even greater chaos.
The war launched by the Rocks Pirates had given them hope of survival.
The Rocks Pirates had members of every race, and God Valley likewise held slaves from every race.
These slaves were being freed one after another. When the World Government's people tried to stop them, chaotic fighting broke out.
Some slaves had even lost the will to live. They wanted to die, to be released from their suffering.
But before dying, they still wanted to make one desperate attempt and take at least one Celestial Dragon with them.
These slaves, already resolved to die, were terrifying. They would stop at nothing.
The lofty Celestial Dragons now faced their slaves' retaliation.
To protect the Celestial Dragons,