A hundred Fourth Rank Spiritual Power Fields, the alliance forces of the Witch Sea couldn't believe their eyes.
Never in their lives had they expected to witness such a scene!
This is the army led by a Saint!
"Blood Cast Array. Roar of a Hundred Lions!"
While emanating roars like a lion, the Blood Lion ordered the Black Blood Heavy Armor Soldiers to launch their attack.
In an instant, these hundred Black Blood Soldiers, like incarnations of a natural disaster, threw the entire battlefield into chaos.
Explosions were continuous; if they were left unchecked, in three minutes, the Navy Alliance would suffer fifty percent casualties.
And in this moment, Haye looked towards the Blood Lion and finally lost his patience.
He whispered:
"Steam Hand, no need to hold back any longer, get to work."
Boom! Boom!
Suddenly, one after another, steel cast hands emerged from the shattered deck beneath the Giant Shark Battleship—
Everyone turned and their eyes widened in disbelief.
