Compared to the Thunder Clan, the Blackscale Clan indeed lacked the same level of aggressiveness.
However, the struggle for resources and the competition among powers doomed the neighboring sorcerers and the Blackscale Clan to conflict. Due to the rapid rise of the sorcerers, the Blackscale Clan had long regarded them as a major enemy.
When enemies met, envy was inevitable.
"I'll go!"
The Lanque was not an airship with high offensive capabilities, but many on deck knew this and volunteered eagerly.
Not far from the airship, hundreds of warriors from the Blackscale Clan approached rapidly, their arrival heralded by dark clouds and murky fogs, with lightning occasionally flashing through.
The spectacle was particularly overwhelming.
Faced with such an imposing force, not a soul on the Lanque wavered in fear, except for Hotter and Gerry, who were inconvenient to act. Everyone looked toward Ivan, waiting for his command to charge into battle.