The 'merchant ships' gradually gathered in a row, arranging in a formation, all in order. As they gradually left the patrolling area of the Southern Navy, the original flag of the merchant ships was suddenly lowered, replaced by the heavy battle flag of the Western Pope, flying on the blue sea, casting a large shadow below.

The change of the flag seemed to be a terrifying signal. A huge 'merchant ship' began to disintegrate, its disguise of peace fell into the sea, revealing the dark muzzles underneath.

This was a kind of 'Sea Dragon' that had never been seen before. They were small and strange, could be hidden inside ordinary merchant ships, its speed resembling lightning, and when gliding on the sea, they were no different from a monster tearing through the wind.

The seven monsters dispersed at the flag's signal; a huge shadow then rose slowly from below the water.

The originally calm sea surface surged up like a hill. It was an incomparable enormous monster, breaking through the surface and revealing its strange 'head'. Thousands of Sea Dragons and warships were glued to its numerous 'suckers' overhead, ready for action.

The pillars oared into the clouds were filled with Ziliujin. Under the working power of numerous connected gears, heavy iron plates and shells rolled up and revealed large and small cannons lining up, resembling countless sinister eyes. There was no trace of stagnation when turning.

The deck of this giant Sea Monster could contain at least ten of Great Liang's Dragons.

Next, the hatch door slowly opened up. A dark ladder came down like a tongue. Two rows of Western Navy wearing strange hats rushed out. Then, a black umbrella opened in the dark hatch, propped up, blocking the sea water falling from above. The white-haired Western man Gu Yun once encountered in the palace bowed his head, calmly walking under the umbrella.

The man who held the umbrella for him came out half a step behind. It was 'Master Ja' who had toyed with the bandits in the Southern Frontier that year.

"Your Majesty, you can now rest assured," Master Ja reached out and supported the white-haired man. It turned out that the man who had visited Great Liang many times before, claiming to be a messenger, was actually the pope himself.

Master Ja: "Although there were countless deviations along the way, in the end, the final result has not wasted the time and energy you have put here."

The pope watched the ferocious Sea Monsters on the blue ocean surface. His face was quiet without happiness or sorrow. It seemed that not only was he not joyous, he even bore with him a kind of indescribable sadness and melancholy.

"It is still too early now to speak of the result,” the pope said, "Fate is a very mysterious thing. The fate of a person is not predictable, let alone an entire country? This is something only God could know."