"WHOO... WHOO... WHOO..."
Three continuous and exceptionally long horn blasts echoed, causing the Sea Clan Legion's march to suddenly quicken significantly.
Crabs, sea turtles, and other types of mutant beasts at the vanguard had already landed on the coastline, sweeping away the Demon Tribe members stationed there for guard duty.
The situation was very clear: even if these sea creatures were slightly weaker on land, the vast disparity in both quantity and quality meant that the Sea Clan commanded an overwhelmingly superior position on the battlefield.
The Sea Clan was rapidly transforming this advantage into victorious momentum.
From the rear, countless shell-like silhouettes, barely visible, surfaced and submerged in the seawater.
These shelled creatures couldn't come ashore—or rather, even if they could, their physiology made movement extremely difficult. However, this didn't prevent them from contributing to the battlefield.
"BOOM!"
"BOOM!"
"BOOM!"
