Such a grand, awe-inspiring entrance instantly intimidated Balot and the others. They all stopped what they were doing and looked toward the slowly approaching carriage-or perhaps it could be called the royal conveyance.
At its very center, however, was a woman. Her white robes covered her body and trailed along the ground, adorned with exquisite divine bird patterns. Paired with her noble, finely sculpted face, she looked positively celestial.
"The Salt King who specializes in magic?"
Istil's attention shifted entirely to this side, and she recorded the intelligence. Once she had organized it afterward, she would send all of it to Yang Yi.
But what this queen did with her hands nearly made Istil drop her Tablet Computer. She framed a rectangle with both hands, and images of the Gale's cabins soon appeared before her, including the cockpits-and even the shocked face of Istil herself.
"Hmph... how dull. Just puppets being controlled, then."
The woman known as the Magic King looked disappointed. Then she raised a hand and pointed toward Balot's group in the distance. At the same time, vast banks of dark clouds suddenly appeared overhead, almost turning day into night.
"Not good!"
Istil immediately grew tense. That terrifying energy was already beginning to interfere with the signal, so she could only hurriedly remind Balot's team not to forget the most important thing: they had to get the King of Bloating's name across.
Over there, countless bolts of lightning had already swallowed heaven and earth. Haken's carriage bore the brunt of it. The hastily raised spell barrier was as flimsy as paper and disintegrated in an instant.
The lightning continued for over ten seconds. Even the Salt Soldiers caught in it evaporated in the thunderstorm, leaving glass-like crystalline material on the sand.
Just as all the soldiers thought the