The slippery, soft feeling made Claremont lift his soles subconsciously. When he saw that his grey boots were completely dry, he frowned in confusion and put down his soles again. However, when he put his right foot on the ground, he saw a series of ripples that were slowly spreading out, fluctuating from the solid khaki-colored ground.
A sudden jolt lurched in his heart, as an ominous premonition rose from him immediately. Claremont hurriedly looked up and glanced around. Everywhere that he could see had already turned to become as soft as mud in a short period when he lowered his eyes. Hurriedly, he reminded Yassen King, who was next to him, "Your Highness, the enemy is using a large-scale land divine power…"