Kiriman stood on the bridge, his expression gloomy as he watched the three gigantic warships ahead of the Whisperer's fleet.
Furious Abyss, Saintship, Three Sacred Hymn.
Kiriman had once seen his brother Rogdoon's flagship, Mountain Array, which shone with a golden brilliance. The sanctity and shock brought by that glorious creation were still vivid in his memory. However, these three warships were completely different; their trident-like shapes and the remnants of subspace storms entwined around them made them appear as some evil entities about to destroy everything—Kiriman did not want to use an expression similar to Magnus', but he had to admit, from these three steel creations, he only saw a thick manifestation of evil and twisted hatred.
Meanwhile, the countdown ended.
[Timer: -0.00.00]
But the first to launch an attack was not these three evil and terrifying giants.
"Annihilate the Tribunal! Avenge the Genetic Prototype!!"
