The sounds of snapping spider silk rang out one after another.
The enormous War Fortress staggered backward repeatedly and even began to tilt. Only the combined efforts of the Dream Creatures and the Fleet barely kept it from toppling completely.
And this was only the first second of the battle.
The onslaught had only just begun.
"No, we can't hold out like this!"
Michel shouted in terror.
Sidney gritted his teeth.
He knew they could not hold out either, but what else could they do?
The Fleet had committed itself, the Dream Creatures were holding the line, and [Nameless Justice] had just made a move. They had already done everything they could.
They had no more trump cards.
And with attacks this dense...
Sidney glanced at the Great Being atop Nightmare, having hoped that she would intervene.
But against attacks this dense, surely the only option was to withstand them through brute force?
Even if she possessed that power, she could not keep projecting it indefinitely. Otherwise, how many [Vessels] would she need?
Sidney felt a little despair.
Was the Expedition Army truly about to meet its end?
On the seabed below.
Victoria watched her strands of spider silk snap one by one, but instead of going up to replace them, she slowly raised her head.
Her gaze turned toward the tiny figure atop Nightmare.
This was her first battle alongside a Great Being as an Immortal.
Was it... already over?
Victoria pressed her lips tightly together.
After a moment's thought, she slowly drew her eight legs in around herself, straightened her humanoid upper body, interlaced her fingers, and began to pray on the battlefield.
This was the first time she had tried praying like a believer, and the first time she had entrusted herself to fate.
She had never