Bab 1480: Bugle Horn for the End of War

It wasn't only limited to the seamen on the Speedster; the others on the dock had also noticed this inconceivable fleet.

The dock instantly fell into a terrifying silence.

If the fleet wasn't flying the Graycastle flag, as well as the people on the vessels waving at them, everyone might have immediately dropped everything on their hands to flee!

Even ghost ships of legend would only appear in the foggy distant sea, so how was it possible to appear in front of so many people in the day in such an ostentatious manner?

More than half an hour passed when the inconceivable door disappeared, leaving only the departing figures of the fleet across the sea surface.

If they had not seen it for themselves, no one would have believed that they had appeared on the sea out of nowhere.

"Alright, alright. Get back to work!"

"Boss, what was that…"

"His Majesty's secret fleet. It's best you know less of it!"