Within Whitetown, Song Zining had been standing on the wall all this time and observing the dark race’s movements.

Having finished patrolling the entire city, Qianye appeared beside Song Zining. “Do we not need the Martyr’s Palace? There’s still time.”

Song Zining shook his head. “The Martyr’s Palace is better used for intimidation. It’s more terrifying for them because they have no idea where the palace is. That duke will not throw his flagship into battle because that’s his only tool for escape. Without it, he might very well die here if he were to sustain a heavy injury.”

Qianye nodded in recognition.

Song Zining pointed at the Evernight airships shuttling back and forth. “I’ve observed them for the entire night. These are the newest model transports, and even a duke can’t mobilize that many of them. It seems the dark races have finally realized the gravity of the situation; they want to concentrate their forces on us and drive us away from the void continent. Be prepared, the true test begins now.”

Qianye nodded. There was a tacit understanding between the two, that Qianye would only watch the ordinary battles and not take action. His targets were the top experts of the enemy formation, including Duke Romier.

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