An hour and a half had passed, situated in the northeastern corner of the Chaotic Stone Hurricane Zone.
The airship with the Ruison Federation military flag was enveloped by a heavy, oppressive atmosphere.
Originally with more than twelve hundred people aboard, nearly half had been killed or wounded over the past day.
Among Lord Helian's Federation Artillery Camp, there were several senior artillery masters who were injured.
Looking around, there were only wounded and corpses; seeing his former comrades, blood-stained military flags covered with white cloth, even a tough guy like Helian Sheng felt his eyes sting.
Fighting alongside Helian Sheng was a man in his thirties with a square face, his expression stern and exuding a commanding presence.
Prince Yu Ji of the Ruison Federation, the third heir to the Federation's imperial throne, was facing such a brutal battle for the first time in his life of over thirty years.
