Outside the Arctic, countless ships had gathered together, spreading 30 kilometers wide in the sky. On the ground, many troops were still marching towards the Arctic from far away like many ants.
Each one of the five elemental races was responsible for one area outside the Arctic region, and all their people were full of fighting spirits. The crystal-dressed beings' fleet formation was not weak either. All of their cubic ships stacked one on top of each other or next to each other, like building blocks, forming a gigantic levitating cube in the sky.
In the sky over the arctic, although there was no smoke and fires, the air here was even tenser than any battle, as if a grand war would break out anytime soon.
Inside the command ship, Huan, who still came to the Arctic despite his injury, was listening to the report from the representative of the last resistance force, while thinking something. When the officer finished, he asked in a quiet voice,