The focus of the others was clearly different from Byron's.
Upon hearing the urgent military intelligence brought by this ally, including Freya, the "gods" all adopted solemn expressions, each setting down their golden wine cups.
Dagon waved his hand, and the Kin attendants serving them quietly withdrew from the cabin.
The grand banquet seamlessly transitioned into the Deep Sea Front's war council.
"He's quick! This Pirate King is rather impatient," one said.
"I originally thought he would be more cautious, waiting until the last day of the window period, gathering enough adventurers and Colonizers before launching a strong assault on our encampment."
The [False God], massive like a hybrid of a Leviathan Whale and a human, cracked a smile, revealing a mouthful of shark-like triangular teeth, his voice booming like thunder,
"MWAHAHA, isn't this exactly what we want?
