The clouds in the sky began to spin like a whirlpool on the ocean surface, as if a terrifying creature was about to burst out from them.

Inside the command center, everyone was focused and calm, staring intently at the main screen.

A death-like silence hung for two seconds.

In the next moment, as Masato Yasaki blinked, a brilliant flash of light shot out from the center of the whirlpool.

Pop, the screen turned pitch black instantly, not giving them time to figure out what kind of attack the enemy was using, one by one, the screens in the room went dark.

Within three seconds, the entire command center's screens were all pitch black, making it impossible to see the distant scenery anymore.

"Damn, the drones were destroyed!" "Was that an attack similar to a laser weapon?" "How on earth does the Dread Emperor locate those drones."

"This is the Dread Emperor's power." "It can destroy the world; catching drones is not surprising."

The collective outburst from various country's advisors made the translator appear a bit overwhelmed, feeling like their head was splitting.

Masato Yasaki thought for a moment and shouted: "Now's not the time to talk about that, quickly have the communication officer inform the Angel Envoy and Treasure Users, the Giant, that we've lost observation of the front line.

The Dread Emperor might be planning some major action, tell them to be cautious."

Saying this, another advisor supplemented: "Redeploy drones outside to scout the situation, being blind doesn't help us judge."

Masato Yasaki remembered something, slapped his head and said: "Advisors in the command center should not gather together, all warships in the port should leave.

Work on ammo transportation should be halted, do not stack ammunition in the ammunition depot."

The other advisors immediately understood the reason behind these arrangements.

It's to prevent potential strikes inside the military base.

This is not an impossible scenario.

They didn't know how the Dread Emperor located those drones, nor what means it used to attack them.

So they couldn't guarantee that the Dread Emperor couldn't remotely strike this military base from Catalivo.

...

"That's how it is, Mr. Storm, please be careful!"

The subtle sound did not escape Storm's notice, he stopped in his tracks, looked around—a picturesque scene with no apparent anomalies.

Even the birds and beasts of the forest were moving freely, as usual.

However, did light really fly past the sky just now?

Storm scratched his head, sensing something amiss.

But that feeling passed too quickly for him to detect, before it could register, the abnormal situation had ended.

This was a side indication of the Dread Emperor's and Naraku's might.

Thinking of this, Storm revealed a smile on his face.

As a warrior of the Giant race, he never feared death; in the Giants' belief, a warrior who dies gloriously in battle can return to the side of the god.

They do not worship the Milante Ancient Scripture but instead, believe in an ancestral stone tablet that depicts the beliefs and ancient records of the Giants.

It is very old, but the Giants believe in it wholeheartedly.

Storm is no exception.

He only needs to demonstrate bravery and fight until his last breath.

Then the god will prepare fine wine and food for him, allowing him to lift the curved bullhorn cup with his kin and friends before the god, drink heartily, and devour delicious dishes.

Storm turned sideways, intending to climb over this mountain.

With the command center's viewpoint temporarily unreliable, he could only rely on himself to run and search for the Monster's whereabouts.

At the moment his foot was about to exert force, he sensed the atmosphere around him changing, shifting from relaxed to oppressive, as if it was about to crush one's will into depression.

"What is this?!"

Storm had never experienced such a strong sense of oppression, he straightened his body, and saw ripples undulating in the void before him.

Soon, a figure that supported the heavens and earth appeared in front, without any warning, the clouds covered a radius of three hundred miles.

"Dread Emperor!"

Storm immediately recognized who this gigantic figure was.

A voice came from the communicator in his ear, "Mr. Storm, have you encountered the Dread Emperor?"

"Yes, right, the Dread Emperor appeared here, it seems like it's using some ability to visit; the space is showing ripple-like disturbances, unlike normal travel actions, it suddenly appeared here.

Haha, I am really fortunate!"

"Mr. Storm! Please run immediately! The Dread Emperor is not someone you can beat alone!"

"Since when have Giants turned their back on the enemy?"

Storm immediately replied, watching the giant figure transition from illusion to reality, land on the ground with a massive roar, followed by the impact of an eighteen-degree earthquake spreading around.

The wild wind flared up, tearing the grass and trees away.

Storm watched as the mountains on both sides collapsed under the violent impact, like foam scattering toward the back.

The scenery transformed from lush hills and clear water to sheer wasteland; the uprooted earth muddied the river, resembling near-congealed chocolate syrup.

Occasionally, portions of animals buried within could be seen.

"This is too exaggerated, it's my first time ever looking up at someone,"

Storm wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, looked up, the Dread Emperor in front of him was truly enormous.

The tentacles stretching into the sky swayed, seemingly causing the skyward clouds to dance along.

"Giants, the most valiant race of the Northern Continent, to make you surrender would likely be impossible."

Naraku's voice drifted down from atop the Dread Emperor, or as if descending from the sky.

Storm, here, couldn't see Naraku's figure.

"But I have no interest in you single-cell organisms either, like ants, die out of my sight."

As the words were spoken, Storm saw numerous gigantic lumps bulge on the right leg of the Dread Emperor.