Broken into two segments, not just "ships" which are lifeless things.
In this enormous, fractured abyss, countless broken shells dance alongside the sand and dust.
These were once "living beings."
Some have already died, faces pale and lifeless, blood drained, never speaking another word, while some still retain consciousness, desperately struggling, trying to free themselves from the hull trapped in the fissure, clueless that the other half of their body has been completely severed... These people, their fate's endpoint is all the same.
Death.
On the distant gray horizon, at the edge of the earth, comes the roaring sound of a storm.
However, this unbearable "purgatorial scene" halts at this moment.
A pale hand appears above the gray sky.
Five fingers lightly brush away the dim sky light.
Following this, the owner of the pale hand softly said: "As you can see... this storm is dozens, hundreds of times more terrifying than the one Gu Castle just encountered."
