Chapter 1615 Docked!... Time For Action!

Well, just how dangerous were these storms?

Some people trapped in them died from getting pierced by broken stakes and pieces swirling within the windy, icy tornados.

This was why their roads had stable support beams and all sorts of precautionary objects for people to use during winter.

There were even chains available too.

Looking at the situation, Landon felt it was similar to the situation in Romain... Only, rather than having tornadoes of cold, these were made of hot air, flying rocks, and all sorts of objects caught in the rubble.

At least during winter, the snow buried most of these objects. So imagine how deadlier Omania's heated storms were.

The strange tornados suck up the hot air, growing hotter and hotter.

So for those caught in its web, their fate was indeed disastrous.

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Landon tapped his fingers deep in thought.

Alright.

From Artemis' talks, he and everyone else already knew the dangers surrounding these hot tornados.

His only happiness was that the tornados weren't so hot that they became a tracking fore ball. Or else wouldn't that be insane?

Nonetheless, It's said those trapped in the tornadoes would get slight burns on their bodies. It won't be first-degree burns, but treatable ones that could be peeled off for new skin to form.

At least the heavens were merciful.

Again, this only made Landom wonder if this world was made by some child or inexperienced God/Goddess who made errors and later tried to remedy them through these methods.

Of course, there was also the idea that this world was created precisely how the God/Goddess intended, wanting to spice things up a bit.

After all, he, Landon, was judging things from Earth's perspective.

But who is to say Earth is normal or even up to standard? For all he knew, the being that created Earth might be done so lazily with no ambitions.

Landon shrugged, knowing one day, he would get the answers he was looking for.

But as of now, his main priority is everyone's safety.

Artemis was also worried.

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"Brother Landon. Though the 2nd Dry Season hasn't officially begun, The heat suggests that the season might have already kicked in earlier than expected."

Perhaps, yesterday or even 2 days ago, the godly winds blew across the land. But how would they know since they had just arrived?

It could start its next or beginning cycle today. So all plans must take account of this.

Landon and the others nodded, thinking of the air force units flying high.

By 6 PM on the dot, they must return to the ships.

The sun's rays would emerge around 6:30~7 AM

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Enough talk.

Landon glanced at his watch. And on cue, a message was broadcast within the ships.

[All Remaining Ground teams, prepare for departure! I repeat!... All remaining Ground teams, prepare for Departure!]

It's time?

Artemis and the giants felt their blood boil as they followed Landon and the other Baymardians, running several floors below deck.

What was this feeling?

Payne felt an explosive surge of adrenaline flood his veins, feeling a sense of beginning and righteousness when swimming in the crowd of stoic warriors.

No. This feeling was far different from his desolate emotions when he fled his beloved city and empire.

Revenge.

Payne clenched his fists, breathing heavily. And soon, he was led to a gathering of incredible carriages.

In no time, his revenge-crazed expression turned to that oozing of excitement and confidence.

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This... This...

Are these the famous cars he saw in magazines?

No! Those weren't as big as these!

He had seen them in films and movies too. But seeing one in the flesh was a whole other experience.

Payne raised his trembling hands, caressing the magnificent framework covering its exterior.

"Beautiful." He blurted out.

What a true beauty.

The Baymardians smirked, seeing their dumbfounded gazes.

Sure enough. Baymardians vehicles were still the best!

Men, no matter what era, always had a special affinity with vehicles, from horses to carriages and now cars/military trucks.

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Very good looking!

Artemis, Payne, and the others immediately fell in love with the many Baymardian vehicles.

"So soft!"

Payne couldn't help comparing the feeling to an ordinary carriage or wagon.

Sure enough, there was no harm without comparison.

The difference was great.

Everyone sat in the vehicles, waiting for the ships to dock.

All sides were alert and active.

Licius' ground team had already seen across many regions, taking out the scouts on both low and higher grounds.

Of course, they didn't necessarily do it all alone.

After a while, those in the air began taking a leap of faith, plunging downwards to assist.

The more people they have on ground l, the faster the work done.

People were taking leaps of faith in very, very distant locations that would take Lucius's team 30 minutes, 1 hour, or even 3 hours to reach on foot.

The Hot air balloons had covered the sky like stars, twinkling in all directions.

If anyone in this world saw their actions closely, they would feel these people were bravely commuting suicide.

Of course, the next question to ask was how these people managed to get so high up there.

The units already on ground broke into 2, some focused on heading further toward the city, while others stayed within the forests as scouts and snipers.

They also found different enemy camps within the forest.

What? You say there's a cabin in the woods belonging to the enemy? Well, now it was theirs!

In this way, the gang did their best to cover as much ground as possible.

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Again, because Lucius' drop-off point was relatively close to the docks, it didn't take long before he arrived at the zone separating the forest from the docks.

And like the wind, he and his gang took out several patrolling Adonis followers with the help of other Baymardian units.

They destroyed the massive torches scattered about and prepared to welcome the ships.

And right on cue, they saw the many shadow silhouettes of the ships saying forth.

9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...

4:47 AM.

The ships were docked, and the pleasant sounds of military vehicles echoed in Lucius' ears.

A vehicle stopped before him, and its doors flew open in style.

Heheheheh~

Lucius smirked.

It's time for the party to begin.

Vrmmmmm!!!

The gang of Baymardian intruders stormed the land, unbeknownst to their enemies, who were getting up.

Many people rose, having a bad feeling kicking in.

In particular, Kardinal Yu narrowed his gaze dangerously while staring into the distance.

"Send those on the next shift to take over fast." The night was too silent for his liking.