As Lin Qian's voice faded, a golden aura suddenly burst from the center of the array hub space of the one hundred and fifty warships, enveloping all the Imperial Army units aboard the Yellow Dragon.
At this moment, Wang Qiongxing, Bade, and the other seven clan elders from the Four Clans were staring dumbfounded at the Imperial Army soldiers aboard the warships, as a golden light emerged around them.
Under the illumination of this golden light, the already formidable armor and military equipment of the Imperial Army seemed to be cast in gold, exuding an unmatched dominance.
"Your Majesty, what's going on?" Bade's astonished voice echoed in the temporary Tactics Hall.
At this moment, Lin Qian's attention was focused on the eighteenth warship on the right flank, where a small city had appeared.
