The flames of war continued to burn, with the battles between the two great kingdoms spreading, beginning to affect the entire Fertile Continent.
"The True God Church is beginning to lose its reliance on power."
"It is imperative to seize the Fertile Continent as early as possible, to gather more of our power..."
Scarlet light completely enveloped his eyes, the man in the black robe with a red leather coat waved his hand.
The cloaked man heard the words, no longer speaking much, nodded while clasping his hands, and then his figure flickered, leaving the place.
In a daze, able to glance naturally.
The thick, crimson blood of the sea stood unmoved.
Wisps of black mist continuously surged upwards, leaving dense bubbles on the sea surface.
.....
"The headquarters of the Storm Church... was unexpectedly attacked, and an angel was heavily injured."
"The responses from the Storm God are becoming fewer and fewer..."
