The black ships.
Almost completely filled the port.
It was nearly as busy as Blue Sky Harbor's peak tis.
The sudden arrival of so many ships drew curious glances from the city's residents.
"There are this many?" Bobo was slightly puzzled.
She had been busy with local affairs recently and hadn't learned much about the incoming support.
"The last battle in the Eastern Wilderness almost exhausted the cultists' resources, and the Evil God's influence there dropped to freezing point.
Causing chaos again might take quite so ti, even with the aid of war efforts."
Kana said beside her.
He took out three different fragnts of the Stone of Creation, sacrificing so many followers.
Even the summoned Evil God's Apostle t their end.
In every sense, it was a total defeat.
That battle itself was initiated by the cultists as an attempt to create a breakthrough for breathing space.
A complete failure ant the cultists were nearly on the verge of becoming true pariahs, needing to hide for a long ti.
This turned the Eastern Wilderness into a genuine rear base, reducing external pressure while rapidly developing internally.
Thus, a large volu of personnel and materials could be dispatched to this continent to handle the looming rodent plague.
This must be contained.
Otherwise, the consequences of a rodent plague combined with the Void Vanguard are unimaginable.
The surrounding council mbers looked at the Night Watchers stepping off the black ships with wide eyes.
This was entirely different from what they expected.
"Didn't the mages say the Night Watchers don't operate like a squad? Why do they look like an army?"
Their perception wasn't mistaken.
The Night Watchers who previously followed Kana seed formidable but lacked a soldier's deanor, resembling adventurers more.
But those disembarking from the ships had the disciplined march and the armor they wore.
Along with the imposing aura emanating from them, they were indeed an elite force.
This was completely different from what they imagined.
Unexpectedly, a sense of panic arose in their hearts.
The reinforcents, specifically the Light Guardians Kana had requested, had arrived.
After all, the biggest crisis on this continent now was the massive rodent plague compared to the threat from the Evil God.
At this mont, it's necessary to welco them in a manner of an army to execute sufficient damage.
Therefore, most of the Night Watchers coming to support were mbers of the Light Guardians.
Alicia was already conversing with church mbers who had co off two pale gold ships.
With reduced pressure, the Cohen Kingdom Holy Light Church's burden was also easing.
"Quick, quick, quick, get all the cargo off the ship."
A figure clad in a magic robe and wielding a tal magic staff suddenly appeared onshore, shouting loudly.
It was the host from the Comrce Association, Shalika.
Evidently, she also followed the support here to open up trade routes.
"Didn't expect you'd personally co; I thought you'd head over to Lurik." Kana said with a smile.
The trade atmosphere in the land where Lurik and the others resided was very intense.
Upon hearing this, Shalika walked over.
"I think there are more opportunities here, and I've looked into Lurik's place; the dwarves have so sharp trading tactics.
Too much competition, better to seize the initiative here first."
Hearing this, Kana smiled slightly.
Clearly, Shalika had developed a sense of competition.
Sergio accepting the task from the ancestors to restore the Dwarf Empire wasn't a secret among the top ranks of the Night Watchers anymore.
The Night Watchers were highly confident they could assist the dwarves in accomplishing this.
The Silver dwarves' caravans are, after all, spread worldwide.
Sergio and the Gray Mountain Dwarves are undoubtedly among the crucial forces within the Night Watchers.
Once the empire is established, they will beco mbers of the Night Watchers.
The original Night Watchers' caravans will inevitably compete with the Silver dwarves.
It's fair to say the Night Watchers seem to possess excessive confidence in this aspect.
Restoring the Dwarf Empire is an incredibly challenging endeavor, and they're already considering matters after the restoration.
"Since you've co, you can handle the affairs in this regard."
Saying this, Kana waved a hand.
He exchanged a few words with the council mbers behind him before leaving.
Looking at the council mbers in front of her.
Shalika adjusted her posture and directly approached them.
Soon, she clarified their demands, promptly calling people to bring over several boxes of samples to present before them.
Opened the boxes with an expression full of confidence.
The Night Watchers' rchandise allowed her to be unmatched in most comrcial competitions.
The council mbers surrounded the boxes, looking at the goods inside.
The ceremonial officer responsible for comrce opened his mouth intending to conduct so "trade exchange."
However, seeing these goods, he couldn't help but fall silent.
With a hint of astonishnt, he retrieved a reddish fruit from the goods.
This fruit was as large as a palm, round and glossy; it's hard to believe it was ocean transported.
"What technology did you use for preservation? This Sweet Thorn Fruit looks as if it was freshly picked from the tree?"
"Space Storage Technology, hard to imagine?" Shalika responded nonchalantly.
"What?!" A mage in the council was taken aback, thinking he misheard.
Shalika glanced at him.
Opened her space waist bag, put the fruit in, then took it out again.
"It's that kind of technology."
"I know, I an are you... transporting things like this with space equipnt?"
This council mber felt it was insane.
Shalika nodded knowingly.
"It seems the news hasn't been discussed widely; the Pointer Trading Company offers a service selling space equipnt.
If you all are interested, feel free to contact us for discussions."
The Night Watchers' space technology was exceedingly extre.
Moreover, it only began formal sales recently.
The first type is a space waist bag, affordable and can be provided in large quantities.
The other type is large-scale space storage, albeit only doubling the storage space, but regardless of the size of enclosed space you provide, we can double it for you.
"What's that?" The naval general suddenly heard the sound of tal clashing and pointed to a box being carried over inquiringly.
"Oh, that."
Shalika stomped, kicking open the wooden box.
Revealing inside it were various exquisite weapons placed amid dry straw.
"Dwarven finely forged gear, considered so of our rchandise for sale, do you have a need for them?"
"These...these are top-notch!"
The general incredulously picked up a military saber, astounded by the quality of its blade.
"Night Watchers produced, quality guaranteed."
These product samples gave the council mbers imnse astonishnt.
They were already pondering what events were unfolding at the distant end of the world, as the goods for sale exceeded their imagination.
On the other hand, they were beginning to contemplate issuing IOUs.
Previously confident that their existing wealth could cover the paynts.
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