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CHAPTER 430: THE SOVERIGN OF SPARTA.
On witnessing 2 of their warships being destroyed in the span of just over a dozen minutes, horror gripped the hearts of the Mocan army. Disbelief filled their hearts but they knew that they were not hallucinating.
For years, the Mocan and even the Spartan soldiers believed that only warships could destroy warships. In their perspective, those were war weapons of technology that already transcended human capabilities.
Now, this notion in their heart was ruthlessly cut off and replaced. Seeing the 2 crashed warships, they felt fear grip their soul.
Despite the shock, the Mocan war leaders were able to react instantly.
Immediately, they improvised in even more drastic ways. The Mocan army did not dare leave anything to luck and chances again.
Blue fire spewed out of the sides of the enormous Leviathan, pouring out enough heat to propel it with speed as it immediately rushed to the side of the nearest warship closest to the Spartan President.
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