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A thousand miles away from what used to be the military square of the Great Serpent Empire's imperial capital--

"...Ohh, This is bad." A pale figure with cracked skin muttered in a serious tone, holding something like a lens in front of his left eye while covering the other, and looking in a certain direction.

"New reinforcements?!" Another figure quickly stepped forward beside him, it was the newly promoted Marshal, Harus.

"Take a look for yourself." The observant figure passed the lens to the Marshal.

The person's manner didn't seem to be subordinate to the Marshal, and his aura didn't seem much weaker either, he was the twenty-first son of Pythor, and this magnifying glass was actually a semi-epic item that he had managed to obtain by chance from the corpse in the middle planetary belt!