[God]Gray and [Prophet]Ma Ran's battle was cataclysmic, shaking the heavens and earth, the ocean surged, and between the sky and sea, it seemed as if a zone of extinction had formed.
The battleship patrolling the sea seemed like a tiny boat at this moment — an almost ninety-degree, thousand-meter vertical tsunami proved once again that at Earth's current level of technological achievement, humanity is still no match for the mighty forces of nature.
The warriors on the cruiser, seeing the "sea wall" approaching, felt their bodies being torn by the fierce wind mingled with water droplets, ready to be thrown into the ocean at any moment, meeting their demise.
At this critical moment, a quiet shout echoed in everyone's ears.
"Break!"
