Nearly twenty hours had passed since the King of Bloating appeared. The war was still raging, and the commotion had grown far greater than at the start.
The King of Bloating had crawled completely out of Sweet Island. He was a humanoid creature of unimaginable size, immensely obese, with a gaping mouth in his abdomen and legs and feet almost entirely buried beneath fat. He fit the title "King of Bloating" perfectly.
He was so enormous that Sweet Island, which supported him, looked more like a blanket spread over the sea by comparison. This was an island comparable to a continent, which showed just how huge the creature was.
Using his hands and the palms formed from his mutated flesh, he fought the two Salt Kings and the Salt Soldiers under their command. For now, neither side could claim victory.
The power of his every movement could even turn into gales and tsunamis that swept dozens of nautical miles, forcing Daishi and the others, who had been watching from the coastal waters, to retreat farther to avoid getting caught in the fighting.
Underwater, the Abyss Nautilus lurked near the coast and deployed large numbers of periscope drones.
These devices also possessed the Abyss Nautilus's traits, giving them strong resistance to water pressure and currents. They could therefore gather footage on a battlefield like this and transmit it back to the Nautilus's bridge. Even if a few were damaged, it would have little impact.
Combined with intelligence sent by the other observers, this allowed them to compile a relatively comprehensive picture of the battlefield.
Su Na was using this information to calculate both sides' chances of victory.
Both sides were still locked in a stalemate, but Su Na predicted that the Magic King and War King's ultimate chance of victory would