"Someone else is here again..."
On the White Tower fleet, a White Tower Hunter with a shattered skull murmured in a voice full of despair.
How is this possible—
Little Raven lifted her head, her chest heaving violently, unable to stop coughing.
A thick shadow covered everything!
Little Raven's mouth opened slightly, forming an oval shape like an egg.
The giant figure before her was Twelve Tents, which had been asleep on the great ocean for a long time!
Deep Sea Titan, Twelve Tents!
In the past era, it was corrupted by the power of the Shadow Beast, ultimately falling asleep on Blue Fire Island.
When it moved, it caused tsunamis; when it breathed, it summoned storms; when it gazed, it was the stare of the Abyss!
Anyone who came near was doomed to die!
This was a giant beast that countless merchant ships and even warships must avoid.
