In the dead of night, the Western Continent was baptized by artillery fire.
As soon as this news broke out, all of the Five Continents were left speechless.
...
"Is it a military drill?"
"I haven't received any notice of military drills... there are none! Absolutely none!"
"So this means..."
"Yes, you've all guessed correctly, we've been invaded!"
Inside the conference hall of the West Star Building at the Western Continent's Headquarters, every seated individual was a true bigwig who could cause a stir in the Western Continent with a single stamp of their foot.
At this moment, the expressions on everyone's face were different.
"I believe you are all aware of where the explosion took place," said an elderly man with gray hair from the main seat. His stern gaze revealed that he was accustomed to a life of luxury and to giving orders.
As soon as he spoke, everyone in the room stopped their discussions and looked up at him.