"Remember that it is an honor for you to be on the battlefield!"

"Other predators don't have a choice in this war, getting to die hopelessly, but you joining the clownfish army is your opportunity to take the situation by the horn, controlling it with your own hands".

"So don't see it as a death sentence, see it as a redemption sentence!"

"See it as a chance to escape from your reality of being helpless to a more optimistic reality of having control!"

"See it as a chance to really fight for your life!"

"This is a turbulent time, and turbulent times are times of change".

"If you have been dissatisfied with the life that you have been living before, this is your chance to save and change it".

"Joining the clownfish army, the baton of your life has been handed to you, the effort and determination that you put into running and winning determine your price at the end".

"Your generations of children may remember you for your heroics in this battle. So, make it worth it, give them the future that you want!"

"Now, soldiers, I want nothing else but the best from you out there on the battlefield. You got me?"

"Yes, Sergeant!"

"Good!" The diminutive but authoritative clownfish grinned.

Before the visitors of the Anemone Domain were mobilized, the clownfish already mobilized numerous other predators from lower graded rural settlements who now joined their side to decide the outcome of this war.

At this moment, inside the factory zone of the clown city, military-grade shuttles revved their powerful engines, warming them for take-off as the Sergeant addressed the soldiers.

This was just one of the many new military divisions that were formed with clownfish soldiers as leaders and all the foreign predators as the henchmen.

The Anemone Domain may lack unlimited soldiers, but they had enough war resources to fight a long-drawn-out battle that made them seem unlimited.

They could accommodate and equip foreign predators with their war weapons and resources and still last a long time in the intense war.

None of the new soldier inductees lacked a shuttle to ferry them outside into the battlefield, all of them listened to their new superiors from the military-grade shuttles that were lined up in the factory zone.

Once their superiors gave them motivational talks, they explained all the dos and don'ts of the army, gave special advice on how to survive longer, and help the war situation more, before they were officially sent out.

"To war!"

Whoosh!

Once the order was given by the residing clownfish Captain, all the newly set up military divisions transferred the order as all the military-grade shuttles floated up at the same time before slowly building speed.

With thousands of such shuttles hovering in the water together, it formed a visually impactive spectacle to any onlooker and the soldiers themselves.

The clownfish employed subtle psychological techniques in this process, making the new soldier inductees feel heroic like they were really going for a war that would determine the fate of their future generations.

Originally, most mutated beasts never thought so far to future generations, but since the clownfish emphasized it so much, they could not help but hold it in far higher esteem than they used to.

"For the future generations!"

Once the first predators started it, the others joined. They discovered strength in numbers, and this was exactly what their superiors wanted.

Only one of these enlisted soldiers exhibited a far calmer mood than all the others. In his corner of the military-grade shuttle that he was assigned, Sebastian's eyes were as sharp as a hawk's as he scanned his surroundings.

After months of being forced to use his detection skills subtlety to prevent irritating his colleagues at work, Sebastian already got better at manipulating his detection skills without alerting those that he used them on.

The thousands of military-grade shuttles floated forward at a steady pace towards the direction of the enormous gate that separated here from the pivotal zone of transition.

In a few seconds, they all passed through before being engulfed by the familiar darkness of traversing the gate to the zone of transition.

In this darkness, Sebastian made his move.

[You have activated unique skill: Doppelganger and Invisibility!]

[You have created a Doppelganger!]

[You have activated skill: Invisibility!]

As soon as the lighting returned to the military-grade shuttles, the new soldier inductees easily discovered that they were back in the massive underwater port that was filled with a lot of activity.

Here, they were inducted into even larger clownfish army military units before they were finally mobilized as bundles of different massive units.

The War-343 military-grade shuttle that Sebastian was assigned to was among them as they easily transited away out of the zone of transition.

Nothing went wrong, everything was perfectly fine.

Once all the military-grade shuttles finally emerged out of the massive walls of the Anemone Domain, the new soldier inductees were finally exposed to the disaster that pushed them to make this decision in the first place.

The territory of the Anemone Domain was still relatively pristine, but a few kilometers away from here, the same thing could not be said about them.

Green alternatives for magic smoke could be seen in the distance, numerous terrifying depressions that felt like a fallen angel walked the Ocean were evident, seamounts that were destroyed from their crust could be seen from afar.

This was just a fraction of the destruction that was already wrath by the war between the Anemone Domain and the Snake Kingdom.

This was what the new soldier inductees were throwing themselves back in.

But this time, they were going to war in a completely different state. Unlike before where they could only swim for their lives like orphans, they now had a huge thigh to lean on in the form of the massive clownfish army.

With the army behind them, even if they had to die in the end, they would still be relevant enough to deal significant damage to the glory-hungry snakes.

Unlike the clownfish, most of them could not pilot mechs. It didn't matter though; the clownfish community was more of the exception than the rule.

In Oceania, mutated beasts that were called predators were more known for their personal combat strength than the strength of their technological machines.

For these new soldier inductees, they may seem barbaric, not being able to pilot the elegant weapons of destruction, but theirs was different.

To them, their thick skin was their armor, their eyes and other senses were their sensors, while their teeth, fin, and claws were their weapons.

"For the future generations!"

"For the future generations!"

The new military-grade shuttles wasted no time, they joined the war!

Alongside them in one of the shuttles was Sebastian, at least that was what every one of them thought.

..

Clack! Clack!

In the zone of transition, behind the powerful machines and mega processor computers were clownfish who operated these powerful weapons of technology, trying hard to control and regulate everything that was going on.

The battle between the 2 rural settlements may seem like it was going out outside, this was true, but the real control center was here.historical

In here, through these powerful machines and mega processor computers, the highly trained clownfish controlled logistics, decoded encrypted war data, broke down order chains, transmitting them to all the military divisions.

In essence, they were the heart of the clownfish army. If the zone of transition was taken out by the snakes, the clownfish would suffer.

At this moment, a clownfish like his brothers, floated before a huge supercomputer as he interfaced with the computer's massive processors like it was a mech, remotely controlling all its actions like a mech.

The clownfish species here already passed the level of inputting every command to their machines manually, their highly trained workers could do everything through the interface connection with the supercomputers.

As this clownfish worked diligently, completely focused on the computer while being oblivious to anything that happened around him, a spooky thing happened beside his neck.

Blink!

A pair of blue predatory eyes blinked open just behind this clownfish.

The next moment, the clownfish shivered as he felt like a cold wind suddenly blew through his body. He stopped his work and glanced around silently, confused.

"What was that?"

"Perhaps, I'm tired already, let me get some adrenaline doses".

With that, the clownfish left his post.

Blink!

The pair of eyes blinked again; Sebastian already went rogue.