At Semler Harbor
Seagulls soared in the azure blue sky, letting out joyful cries.
The huge waves repeatedly crashed against the protruding rocks by the shore, as if thousands of troops were roaring, howling, and battling.
Echoing this scene were the angry dragon roars reverberating above the harbor.
Dozens of airships docked in the flying zone, with a group of dwarves holding flasks, their faces flushed, standing on the deck watching the scene from afar.
They all wore expressions of excitement, perhaps due to the alcohol, laughing and commenting boisterously at the group:
"Ignorant Chosen Ones."
"Killing each other will only hasten their demise."
"Humans are so foolish, never knowing how to be satisfied, always consuming themselves."
"It's absurd that we need to rely on these foolish Chosen Ones to save us."
"It's a pity Father God provided them with so many conveniences, yet these people don't know how to use them properly, haha~"
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