Sweet Island.
The Gale activated the Phase Shift Beacon and teleported back first.
Only then did the players on deck breathe a sigh of relief. Their tense expressions relaxed as if a weight had lifted, and they hurriedly put on their Hear-No-Evil masks and began gasping for breath.
A few of the more severely affected players even collapsed on deck. The oppressive presence of those kings had been far too powerful, like facing death itself.
This was not because they were weak. Quite the opposite: those whose legs had gone weak were all among the players approaching Mythic-level strength. The weaker ones had actually not felt it so clearly.
For this operation, the players had brought out their strongest lineup apart from Yang Yi, all to elevate the other kings' impression of the "King of Bloating" as much as possible. This was also the foundation for putting the plan into action.
Only if this "King of Bloating" looked powerful enough would the information they had left behind have any credibility... or allure.
"...Word came back from over there. A Salt Soldier picked up the map we dropped, and then the three kings showed signs of gathering together. They may be preparing to discuss the information about the King of Bloating face-to-face."
Istil posted the frontline intelligence in the Regional Channel. Some ships had remained there and were now retreating.
"Good. Tell them to stop watching, lest those kings notice them and introduce complications.
"Have them hurry back. Any ordinary ships that won't make it in time can use Portals to return after reaching a safe area. Make sure the ships are destroyed or sent into the Black Blocks so we don't give ourselves away."
Su Na told Istil to pass the instructions along, then looked at everyone on deck, her