Chapter 2453: Looming Cataclysm

Chapter 2453: Looming Cataclysm



East Panama shook as forty-two Sages departed from the Britannian Empire. They charged towards the Kandrian Empire at a terrifying speed.

Their devastating concentration of power was not missed by the world.

It was impossible to hide it.

It was impossible to hide the convergence of so many Martial Sages and it was certainly impossible to hide their unified departure in the direction of the Kandrian Empire.

RUMBLE!!!

A calamitic amount of seismic radiation washed over all of East Panama as forty-two Sages generated a mind-numbing amount of power.

Every single power in East Panama was alerted of their collective war charge.

And nearly every single power in East Panama curled into a ball with gritted teeth and clenched fists.

Forty-two Martial Sages had been deployed from one side alone.

One side alone had deployed almost as many Martial Sages as the record for the largest number of Martial Sages to ever participate in one battle. The same one battle that had permeated earthquakes across the entirety of East Panama and had given birth to a cosmic monster that would have destroyed the entirety of Gaia. The same one battle that had caused a Martial Transcendent to act.

How devastating would a battle with close to twice as many Martial Sages be?

Nobody could fathom how horrifying this battle would be.

One by one, nations and countries announced urgent national emergencies.

Some went into martial law.

Some ceased all operations and had their Martial Artists on active patrol.

Others evacuated their citizens to Martial shelters.

Each and every nation learned of the apocalyptic final battle that was bound to sweep all of East Panama with calamities and catastrophes, and each and every one of them did everything in their power to withstand what was to come.

Even the Panamic Martial Federation stiffened and instated emergency protocol measures to ensure that the tectonic plate that served as the headquarters of the East Panama branch did not suffer damage from the upcoming battle that was bound to scar East Panama forever.

Each Martial Sage could effortlessly rewrite maps all by themselves; many dozens of them were bound to do irreparable harm to the Panama Continent.

"Declare a national emergency and evacuate all our citizens into shelters and bunkers according to protocol." Emperor Rael's tone was grave. "No matter what happens to the Kandrian Empire as a polity, we cannot allow harm to befall our people. I will not fail in one of the most fundamental duties that I have sworn to adhere to as Emperor."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Schedule an emergency meeting with the Britannian Prime Minister." Emperor Rael's

expression darkened. "He will accept. I must speak with him."

His fists clenched as he crushed a wave of terror washing across him.

They could not win a head-on battle.

He needed to find something.

He needed to find a solution.

He needed to find a way to win.

As he always had.

And yet, for the first time in his life, he was unable to see the light.

There wasn't enough power.

There wasn't enough time.

An apocalypse that defied his wildest predictions.

"I need to speak with him." His expression crumpled with grave turmoil. "I have to convince

him to stop. If not..."

His expression darkened even further.

RUMBLE...

The world shook as the Sages drew closer and closer by the moment.

Earthquakes spread across East Panama with the collective weight of their footsteps as they raced towards East Panama with ferocious bloodlust. All echelons of human civilization in the eastern hemisphere of the world grinded to a halt as the very final battle of all battles was to begin soon enough.