Standing before the sand table, Sage Yu caressed the smooth walnut in his hand—a small gift left by his mentor, said to be passed down from his mentor's hands.
On the northern defense line of the sand table, the staff were arranging the new chaotic battle flags and numbers reported by the scouts, the Chaos Legion seemingly endless.
In the south, everything within the Dark Zone held no secrets from the satellite eyes, as the Chaos Legion from the core area steadily suppressed the out-of-control machinery therein.
In the eastern sea area, on the four islands surviving in the world, fleets bearing chaotic black sails set sail once more, having engaged in battles with Thainan's fleets more than once.
