Chapter 358 - 170: Momentum Like Splitting Bamboo, Striking Waves!
The Orean Independent Kingdom was located in the top right corner of the Yibel Federation region. Its territory was long and winding, separated by a strait, resembling a protruding hook thrust into the Infinite Sea.
Since Shenhua continent was not a normal planetary world, the overall climate varied greatly. Beyond a range of mountains, the Sirgil Duchy on one side enjoyed spring all year round, while the central region of the Orean Independent Kingdom on the other side was snowbound all year long.
It was late spring at that time, and the taste of summer, accompanied by the sun high above, shone over the land of Muxue Castle, the largest seaport city of the Orean Independent Kingdom.
Perhaps due to the modulation of the sea breeze, although it was not yet summer, the wind blowing towards Muxue Castle also carried a hint of dryness, causing the lips of the dock workers to crack.
But they had long grown accustomed to the variable weather of Muxue Castle, and their will had been eroded through day after day of work, gasping for air as they unloaded cargo from the ships.
This kind of work would continue for most of the day, and only those strong and young half-humans could earn enough demon crystal coins through this daily toil to afford a livelihood for their families.
For those who were already old, even the money earned at the risk of their lives could only ensure being well-fed and drunk on low-quality grain liquor, muddling through the repetitive remainder of their life in intoxication and staggering.
Thus, some called them "Muxue port mules," referring to those pitiful people who, just like them, were confused and without a single skill, unable to find a direction.
Even though many of the port mules in Muxue Castle had heard rumors that they were very likely to go to war with the Yibel Federation, nobody cared. The port of Muxue Castle was still bustling as if the precursors of war had no impact on the operations of this seaport.
The shouting of the dockworkers was incessant, and the comings and goings of fishing boats were continuous. @@novelbin@@
Suddenly, someone wiped the sweat from his forehead, lifted his head to look at the blazing sun, and noticed a long dark shadow sweeping across the sky; the port mule instinctively stopped to squint and gaze at the sky.
They were always so curious.
"What is that?"
"It seems like something is flying in the sky?"
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"I saw it, I saw it, a massive flying boat!"
"No…no, it’s the aerial fleet of the Yibel Federation."
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More and more people heard the exclamations and looked up.
Their hearts pounded with fear as they watched the flying boats soar across the sky above Muxue Castle. Many professionals in the taverns, snapped out from their drunken stupors by the outside cries, scrambled to put on their loosely hanging belts and kicked the dazed half-human prostitutes out of bed, grabbed weapons and ran outside.
When they looked up at the sky, the professionals, whose vision was far better than that of ordinary people, were horrified to see the flying boats passing overhead, their courage faltering.
"Today, I come from afar to pay a visit and offer a memento; I hope your country won’t find it disparaging…"
Even those who had not noticed what was happening now looked up at the sky.
The first to detect the problem were the professionals because their vision was sharper, and they were even more terrified.
At that moment, above Muxue Castle where the flying boats were, the wind howled. Runes inscribed on the flying boats generated an invisible fluid barrier, turning the fierce wind into aiding force.
Luxius coldly watched the port below from high in the sky, where currents surged. In that instant, even the great winds of the sky quieted down, and distorted bolts of electricity formed a giant, imposing humanoid figure in the high sky.
It was as if a god, obscuring the sun, looked down from above on this world of men. The next moment, an angry expression appeared on the face of the deity, and one of the six giant arms gently lifted.
Despite the great distance, it still caused a shiver from deep within everyone below.
Since the rumors of the last Titan Giant being ground to dust by Lion Heart, fewer and fewer hybrid giants were seen on the continent.
Moreover, since the Titan Giants had once struck immense fear into many kingdoms, nations spared no effort to erase any vestiges the Titan Giants had left behind. Overtime, ordinary people had difficulty recalling the era when Titans roamed supreme, those mountain-sized monsters, how terrifying they were.
But on this day, the half-humans finally recalled the fear dominated by the Titan Giants and the humiliation of being caged in a birdcage.
Big... truly symbolized strength in every sense of the word!
And at that moment, that god-like being took action.
Just above the thunder-formed palm, a complex interwoven magic model was instantly constructed, pulling a vast amount of elements from the high sky, a mountain-like prismatic ice crystal was held by the giant hand, thrown down like a small stone.
In an instant, the residents below issued pitiful screams the moment Luxius took action.
If the mountain were to smash down directly, the entire city would likely turn into ruins amid the turmoil.
Just when the people below wore faces of despair, the mountain that was about to be swung down suddenly changed direction under the guidance of the Titan deity’s arm.
The mountain, originally aimed at the city, was in that moment, struck near the mouth of the sea outlet.
The moment the mountain hit the ground, the terrifying weight, in that instant, turned the impact into a sweeping tsunami that surged towards the town below.
This apocalyptic scene, almost in an instant, filled the people below with a visceral fear.
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