"After that?" the dream was already deeply attracted by what Han Jiang said. I didn't expect so many things to happen in the year I was away, and I was still so ...... Uh, wonderful?

Five days passed, and the Floating Continent launched an attack at the agreed time.

For this attack plan, the Floating Continent is quite concerned; in essence, the Floating Continent is not willing to kill more, but if it does not kill people, it will not be able to serve a good warning role - for the surface people, it is very effective to present facts and reason with them, and only bloody violence can make them know to retreat.

Although there is some opposition within the Floating Continent in the practice of countering violence with violence, there is really no other way. If you want to persuade these surface people, it is extremely difficult and the benefits are extremely low, so it is better to suppress them directly in this simple and crude way.

In the communication channel, the time of the attack on the Floating Continent is twelve o'clock in the morning, exactly after the fifth day, when the date is switched. For five days, there was not the slightest message of a mage army being sent from the Floating Continent, which made the citizens of that country somewhat cheer - and they were even preparing to hold a celebratory meeting.

The king acceded to their request and personally organized the celebration in the capital. He held a large number of banquets for ministers and the common people, singing and dancing to their heart's content, celebrating the "fact" that "the floating continent has its own appearance".

Twelve o'clock in the morning is fast approaching. They stopped singing, dancing and composing, and waited for the moment of twelve o'clock to come—as long as this second passed, it meant that the Floating Continent had no intention of making any moves, and the prestige of the Floating Continent was about to collapse......

Twelve o'clock arrived. The populace did not rejoice - they were waiting for the king to give a speech. For such an important matter, it is necessary to let the king express his position first, and then revelry to his heart's content. They suppressed their ecstasy and planned to release it as soon as the king had finished speaking—but they did not know that they had no chance to do so.

The king on the stage intended to express his pride and comfort in refined language—however, he noticed that there were many points of light twinkling in the night sky in the distance—what seemed to be a meteor shower?

Generally speaking, meteor showers should be points of light that cross the sky, but why are these points of light getting bigger and bigger? The king forgot to speak for a moment, and rubbed his eyes to look at the "meteor shower" in the distance—was it because his old eyes were dizzy and he couldn't see clearly?

The people followed the king's gaze and looked over there.

Something really isn't right. Meteor showers shouldn't get bigger and bigger......

There seemed to be dozens of spots of light, and they kept expanding, and soon they became spots of light - the color of those spots didn't seem to be right, and the meteor shower should be colored?

Those spots are getting bigger and bigger—no, by this point, almost everyone knows that it's not getting bigger, it's getting closer.

Suddenly there was a shout from the crowd - those meteors were launched from the floating continent!

Only then did people remember that the direction of the "meteor shower" was the direction of the floating continent.

It seemed too late—no, not too late, at least for the last part of their lives, when they were carefree.