Liu Tang's words caused Liu Ling to frown. "They're not even Explorers, so they can't enter the void. They’re relying on nothing but luck while participating in this war.”

Liu Tang replied, "Most of the people who participate in war contribute nothing. I'm actually quite curious: why are you here?"

Liu Ling was Liu Shaoqiu's cousin, and she enjoyed a very high status within the sect. She was able to scold elders and could even meet with Sect Master Liu Qianjue himself. Her status could not compare to other disciples’, and she should have never been sent to the battlefield where she could die.

Even though she was merely watching the battlefield from a great distance, it was still very dangerous.

Liu Ling frowned. "Someone messed up their job, and my name was put down on the list. There are so many disciples that it’s not easy to fix. Still, I’ll be back within a couple days at worst."

Liu Tang nodded, as this made sense.

"Despicable! Despicable Ross Empire!" the sylvan dragon continued to rant. It had been sent to protect the Sword Sect’s disciples, and it had also reached the peak of the Hunter realm. As long as no one approached the battlefield, everything here should be safe.

Also, neither Liu Tang nor Liu Ling were weak themselves.

Still, accidents were always liable to happen. The massive warship suddenly started to move, and instead of remaining in place to attack from a distance, it started charging towards the sylvan dragons’ basecamp.

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