The enemy's plan to manipulate the miasma couldn't be used when the miasma became as thin as now.
It only looked like a faint cloud above the island and almost became like black fog instead!
When the marshal knew about this, he was so angry that his face turned as black as the sky and the raging ocean.
"Damn it! All air troops land on the ships and call back your mounts to your contract spaces. We won't do anything until these wild monsters and beasts go away!"
The Marshal didn't want to risk fighting when wild monsters and beasts attacked them.
Thus, the air troops could only back out and enter the ships while abandoning the air bombers and other air vehicles.
These vehicles were so unlucky to be the wild monsters and beasts' next target...
The marshal could only watch as they lost one bomber after another.
