The game has become a real alternate world-Chapter 667 - 349 Blue Sky Harbor
Lebia Continent.
In a city on the southwestern edge of the continent.
This place is called Tawaford, which means the place blessed by the blue sky.
Many people call it Blue Sky Harbor, a port city.
However, because of its geographical location, most of the ships coming here are merchant ships from other regions of this continent.
Among all the port cities, this city is unremarkable, with nothing special about it.
Even its size ranks at best as medium.
And now.
It is engulfed in the flames of war.
On the sea surface of the port, numerous merchant ships are ablaze, and the towering flames have turned the sky fiery red.
The blue sky has turned into a cloud of flames.
Clearly visible, near the port's waters, a large number of ships are attacking each other.
On a large warship flying a blue flag.
The fluctuations of magic power periodically shake, with massive fireballs being catapulted into the distance.
Ordinary, even crude-looking warships are smashed to pieces under the fireballs, then explode apart.
Yet there are too many of these ships.
All around as far as the eye can see, they're everywhere.
"Damn, where did these gutter rats get so many warships?!"
The captain of this ship yanked off his cap and slammed it furiously on the side table, roaring.
Yet none of the ship's members could answer him.
"This many warships, it's impossible to hide them, and the patrols and reconnaissance teams didn't discover them at all.
A bunch of useless fools! They should be court-martialed and hanged!"
Just as he was roaring.
A civil servant burst in, shouting loudly, "General, there's no support! The city defense department is seeking our assistance, as a large number of rats have invaded the city via tunnels.
The entire city is already…"
"Already what?" the General roared.
Yet there was no objection.
The civil servant, dragged by his collar, had to raise his hand, a light ball appearing above it.
And the scene within the light ball was the city's landscape.
The entire city had fallen into flames and chaos.
Seeing this scene.
The General's eyes were round with shock.
He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.
"Convey my orders! All ships, launch an attack, no matter if we sink, we must destroy as much of the enemy fleet as possible! Permission to use any means necessary, none of their ships must be allowed to break through."
The port city on the shore had already fallen into such a state, letting the rats from these ships land would have unthinkable consequences.
Yet everyone present knew that the number of enemies was overwhelming.
Although the enemy's ships had weak offensive power, moved slowly, and looked worn out and crude.
Their numbers were just too many.
When the number reaches a certain point, large-scale sweeps become difficult.
The combatants on both sides were slaughtering each other on the sea surface.
The excessive numbers were about to overwhelm them.
"Why are there so many rats? Even the Green-tailed Clan couldn't gather so many for an attack?"
The General couldn't understand.
A nearby officer said, "According to the latest intelligence, these rats come from different clans, their characteristics and flags prove this point."
Hearing this, the General's eyes slightly widened.
"You mean... the rats have united?"
The officer's face looked grim, but he still slightly nodded, as it was the only explanation.
Hearing this, the General slumped heavily into his chair.
"It's over."
No wonder he was so pessimistic.
The Sharp-eared Rat People were numerous, brutal, and sinister, but their courage wasn't considered great.
Their large numbers also meant their individual strength wasn't very powerful, so these rats formed settlements as clans.
Each clan had its own ideas, lifestyles, and even combat styles.
Except for a few, clans didn't normally affiliate with each other, and there were even conflicts and grudges.
Because of this, even when rat plagues occasionally broke out, they seldom caused large disasters.
But when these rats unite for some reason.
It was a nightmare descending.
Because their numbers, were just too many.
Like any race, once united, became terrifying.
Like the Elves of a thousand years ago.
Like the Humans of a hundred years ago.
Like the Beastmen of now.
Today, the Elves are riddled with contradictions, the Humans have divided into different forces and nations after securing their own territories and driving away the Elves.
Only the Beastmen have recently gained freedom, but internal conflicts have already surfaced.
Compared to the Elves and Humans.
The differences within the Beastmen are even larger.
Just as the atmosphere in the entire command room was heavy, another civil servant burst in.
"Sir, the enemy's ships… have withdrawn? It seems someone behind them is attacking."
"What?"
The General jumped up from his seat.
Thinking he had misheard.
There was no way, given Blue Sky Harbor's location, not too far but not close to surrounding forces either.
Even after sending a request for help, it's impossible for reinforcements to arrive so quickly.
So where did this sudden support come from?
Then a sailor rushed in.
"General, outside, outside!"
"What's outside? Speak clearly."
The officers inside were confused, with sudden information coming one after another.
"There's a dragon! A dragon is flying in the sky!"
"Nonsense!" the General cursed in urgency.
In such a crisis, what nonsense was this?
Yet the sailor's anxious expression was genuine, a nearby officer said, "Let's go out and see."
"You're right, let's go see."
They couldn't figure anything out here, so they directly started running out.
Came onto the deck.
From the sea, they saw the enemy rat ships dispersing.
Apart from the ships in the front still surrounding and attacking, the ones behind had started to turn around.
"Roar!"
A creature reflecting light under the sun glided across the sky.
Everyone just glanced up, feeling an imposing pressure descend upon them.
Even the General's eyes widened.
"A dragon?"
Just like the creatures in those illustrated books appearing in reality.
In the sunlight, the giant creature had a slender light whip coiled around its tail.
Gracefully dancing and spinning mid-air, the whip lashing down onto the sea.
Each strike smashed several rat ships into fragments.
And none of the rats' attacks could land on this agile creature.
In its hands, there was no resisting power.
The overwhelming power descending from the sky was as if facing a natural enemy for the rats.
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