After all the centurions had departed, Lord of the Waves gazed down upon the camp that was bustling not far away.
Rows of spell towers and arrow turrets, constructed with special materials, rose from the edges of the camp, shimmering with the radiance of magic. Once the enemy approached, they would unleash a terrifying barrage of spells.
At the center of the camp, a towering structure, akin to the legendary Tower of Babel, was under construction. Out of the one-third of the camp it currently occupied, only a quarter had been completed, standing at around sixty to seventy meters tall.
This towering structure served as his palace and a formidable magical artillery platform.
Once it was completed and he took residence, its firepower would cover a radius of a hundred miles at sea. Any enemy approaching would face a barrage of devastating magical attacks.
