Clang!! Clang!! Clang!! Nobody answered the spectator’s doubts, as metallic sounds kept ringing like bells across the arena. The commentator was gravely silent, he also didn’t understand the situation. As the tense atmosphere of suspense grew among the spectators like a plague, the arena finally cleared up a bit. The 2 gladiator’s unnaturally swift-moving silhouettes gradually became clear. Their figures moved rapidly like phantoms, as they were both already entangled in a bloody melee. This time around, there was no shield to control the tempo as their hand speed completely erupted. Most of the spectators only saw a blur, but this could not calm their rapidly beating hearts as realization finally dawned on them. They forgot that The Stranded dragon entered the battle with a spear strapped to his back. Clark fought fiercely like a bloody maniac, as his hand speed continuously increased without restraint. Blood blossomed like drizzling rain, as

After Clark and his group were informed that they arrived, they all came out to see the mind-blowing sight. This section of the sea was like a world on its own. Ships and structures that looked like buildings spanned across the surface of the sea, making it seem like a world in a fairytale to them. The environment around here was exaggeratedly boisterous as ships of different brands, sizes, and qualities sailed away, while others sailed in. As their fleet slowly moved forward, their emotions gradually changed from being awestruck to being completely dumbfounded as they arrived at a certain part of the world in the sea. A huge metal platform was erected in the middle of the sea with other smaller platforms erected around it, spanning across miles, looking like the pyramids of ancient Egypt. They finally saw the huge recognition flag. The unique flag of the Seafarers alliance waved, following the direction of the wind as it stood firmly in front