章 813: Tracking the Formation's Caster

A group of people was observing a strange incident that occurred at one of the main military bases. They wear the typical costumes of the superpowers who work under the World Justice Association.

"As we thought. Something is not right with this military base. The naval battle of the Pacific Ocean itself is already so out of place, and now it is. It's like doomsday has arrived." The man in blue armor took off his helmet and looked up at the red sky.

"We are currently in someone's domain. Do you feel any side effects? Our strength is being eaten away slowly." The masked cat woman looked at her hands with some discomfort.

"Since General Marco's self-isolation, the defense forces have behaved a bit strangely. It's like he's no longer someone I know. A terrible thing has happened for sure." The man dressed as a cowboy sighed.