A Flying Moth Darts into The Fire

On the water surface, the water-kind army launched the first wave of strike.

From hundreds of miles away from the city, a glistening silverfish slowly reached out its enormous head, which was miles in radius.

The fish gave a hoarse scream, then dazzled with a silver light as it screamed towards the sky. In a thousand miles wide area, countless silver fish darted out.

From three-inches to eight-feet, different sized silver fished leaped into the sky, as high as they could. They flapped their fins, bumping into the city, showing no fear of death.

Every flying fish was coiled around by a stream of spirit creature power released from that enormous silverfish. The silver-colored power streams flew between the scales of these small silver fishes and drew a sharp, angled spell symbol on each fish.