Chapter 440 The Divine Regiment's True Face

The twenty ships' black hulls gleamed with a metallic shine, their skull-emblazoned sails unfurled in the wind, impossible to miss on the stormy sea.

"Hurry, get on board. We're running out of time!" shouted Rhea.

Rhea was on the deck of the Specter Fleet, shouting to the struggling townspeople in the water. Her voice pierced through the wind and waves, making sure everyone heard her.

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