The black ships.
Almost completely filled the port.
It was nearly as busy as Blue Sky Harbor's peak times.
The sudden arrival of so many ships drew curious glances from the city's residents.
"There are this many?" Bobo was slightly puzzled.
She had been busy with local affairs recently and hadn't learned much about the incoming support.
"The last battle in the Eastern Wilderness almost exhausted the cultists' resources, and the Evil God's influence there dropped to freezing point.
Causing chaos again might take quite some time, even with the aid of war efforts."
Kana said beside her.
He took out three different fragments of the Stone of Creation, sacrificing so many followers.
Even the summoned Evil God's Apostle met their end.
In every sense, it was a total defeat.
That battle itself was initiated by the cultists as an attempt to create a breakthrough for breathing space.
