"I heed the Holy Envoy's command!"
Over a hundred people knelt on one knee in unison. The next moment, a layer of flame as black as ink ignited on each of them, like cannonballs shooting into the sky, directly rushing toward the rapidly approaching Japan Martial Artists.
"This is...."
Standing atop the central tall ship, Yagyu Tenno and a few others furrowed their brows, casting their gazes toward the approaching black streaks, their eyes deep.
"Different from the rumors!"
Miyamoto Shenzang's gaze slightly narrowed.
Divine Dragon Island is the closest to Japan, likewise, the intelligence about this island is mostly from Japan Martial Artists. Yet, never in any record has there been anyone from Divine Dragon Island attacking approaching ships.
Otherwise, how could those who once approached Divine Dragon Island survive?
"Perhaps there's been some change in recent years, but....only these people wouldn't be able to stop us." Ito Shizuo and the others did not feel panicked.
