Even though since arriving at the sea, the super-giant Storm Giant Spirit, whose cloud base towered nearly a thousand ters, hadn't moved at all, its re existence could already be considered a terrifying natural disaster!
Swish, swish, swish...
The air near the sea surface quickly filled with spray and foam. At a glance, the whole view was entirely white. Huge waves surged backward towards the sky like torrents, transforming into towering, upside-down white water tornadoes.
A massive mariti hurricane had already descended here. If the conventional fleets of both sides weren't far enough apart, even without the Storm Giant Spirit taking direct action, re aftershocks could cause them significant damage.
In fact, for the [Usurper's Titan Banquet], a single super-giant Storm Giant Spirit wasn't the limit. When abilities were developed to the fullest, it could gather the Wind Elent, Earth Elent, Fire Elent, and Water Elent, the four Elental Giant Spirits.
To host a lavish banquet with the blood and flesh of thousands of enemies as the main course!
Even stirring the magic elents within a specific range, refining the earth, wind, water, and fire, turning everything back to its source.
Thereafter, as the ability continued to extend, even without reaching the tangible [Mysterious Source: Tree of Life], as long as it reached the level of the secondary ultimate creation [Crown of Miracles], one could achieve the godly might of "All things live alongside , and heaven and earth are one with ."
In a breath, one could control everything within the sensed range, in the material world including all animals, plants, microorganisms, mountains, lakes, and seas... Even energy could be supplied endlessly.
Upon hearing the angry command of the "Thorny Fire," the "Storm Giant Spirit" slowly lowered its head, its enormous eyes like spherical lightning focused on the Titled Knight, who appeared as insignificant as an ant. Sowhere hidden, Aiven had already poured his consciousness into it:
"Ha, isn't it just ? I originally thought a dignified Titled Knight wouldn't bother with an expedition ship and two Great Knights, yet has the leisure to stir trouble in soone else's territory?
But now, seeing you so upset makes relieved, hahaha…"
A thunderous laugh resonated imdiately over the sea, clearly heard by the personnel scattered across various battlefields at sea, incidentally locking the hatred between the two.
Boom——
New resentnt combined with old grudges, "Thorny Fire" was engulfed in furious flas, and the Combat Qi Fla exploded to the extre, completely enveloping his entire body in a fiercely burning column of fire.
"You sneaky bastard, show your life to !"
A loud shout almost drowned out the howling of the hurricane.
"Thorny Fire" clenched his right hand tightly, the sharp thorns of the thorny whip piercing his palm, with bright red blood flowing down the length of the whip.
As if obtaining a highly effective accelerant, the surface of the thorns began to burn at an unprecedented ferocity.
He gently released his grip.
The thorny vine had already transford into a dazzling pure golden color, growing longer and thicker. In the span of a breath, it surpassed the towering pillars of ancient temples, coiling around him like a great fiery serpent, golden inside, crimson outside.
Except for lacking divinity and not having its own absoluteness, this thorny whip already possessed a small part of the power of the [Titled Sacred Artifact: Blood-Dripping Thorns Crown of the ssiah].
Buzz——
Driven by the imnse anger of the Titled Knight, he abruptly raised his head.
Like a drill, it began to rapidly spin, and the blazing flas and thorns transford into an exceptionally sharp fiery storm, fiercely charging towards the head of the Storm Giant Spirit.
Without a doubt, in a blazing fury, this was already the strongest strike from "Thorny Fire," as if wanting to pierce a hole through the sky!
With the intention of a swift and decisive battle, Aiven shouted: "Co on."
He raised a fist composed of endless high-speed vortices with a faint gleam of thunder, much larger than a Level 1 Battleship, like the heavy hamr wielded by the Thunder God in the clouds, crashing down fiercely without backing down.
BOOM—!!!
The dazzling bright white light burst forth, far surpassing the collision of great power of an ordinary Tier 4 Title, easily shattering the sky.
The terrifying shockwave tore an astonishing gap in the rainclouds barely a thousand ters overhead, the golden sunlight pouring down like glorious pillars, transforming this place into the center of the world.
Simultaneously, wave after wave of over ten-ter-high pure white concentric giant waves surged in all directions.
Affected by the shockwave, countless marine creatures were directly killed.
...
"This kind of power? Could it be that a Great Wizard from the Elental School has joined the battle?!"
On the surface, resembling an old man who had lived for an unknown number of years, the "Death ssenger" was still sharp of sight and hearing.
Even though he had distanced himself by over ten kiloters from that battlefield amidst the chase, he imdiately realized an unexpected change had occurred there, his expression slightly shifting.
Although Hilus Empire had gradually reached the peak of its prosperity, like oil boiling in fierce fire, it still fell slightly short of the initial standard he had set. He couldn't simply let the "Thorny Fire," one of the Empire's few Titled Knights, lose so trivially here.
Staring at the Storm Giant Spirit standing under the golden sunlight, its form sowhat dispersed but still treading the ocean and head to the sky, the "Death ssenger" suddenly decided to turn back, intending to support the Imperial Guardian who was "waging a battle of wits with the air."
There is specialization in the art, and dealing with elental creatures that have no vital points, witchcraft is much stronger than swordsmanship.
Yet he hadn't realized that the pursuer chasing closely behind him wasn't just a "Legendary Battleship."
Bang!
Having just left behind an illusion to confuse the pursuer, the main body transford into nearly imperceptible mist, appearing behind that erald-colored blazing sun, only to encounter the Great Wizard Nymph walking out of a swarm of erald butterflies head-on.
The extraordinary spiritual light flickering from head to toe made the chief of the "Curse School" almost suspect he was seeing another [Jade Coronet].
Without a word, a radiant cross-shaped star burst forth from behind Nymph, as a variety of dazzling gemstone lights shot towards the "Death ssenger" like a teor shower from the magic cannon.
[Gem Witchcraft: Star Mark]
Facing a Peak Grand Witch, Nymph was evidently deeply cautious, not daring to show the slightest negligence, and unleashed her full power right from the start. With ample war funds in her hands, the Marchioness felt incredibly assured.
At the sa ti, the Snake Witch Serra also left the deck of the [Jade Coronet], positioning herself on the other side of the "Death ssenger." Her enticing, ruby lips parted slightly, releasing a sweetly scented pink mist towards him.
Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!...
Following closely behind the magic cannon, countless illusory venomous snakes ford from the mist writhed, transforming into a massive, terrifying sea of snakes, converging from all directions.
Even though the two were no strangers to each other due to their age.
Back in the day, the Snake Witch even had quite a good relationship with a mber of the "Curse School," but she offered no unnecessary advice for the "Death ssenger" to stay out of it.
For such a being to decide to intervene in the war between civilized nations, they obviously had their own interests at heart, and if a few words could sway their resolve, they definitely wouldn't have reached their current standing.
However.
Just like Aiven, who after obtaining the [Creator's Blood], had undergone so kind of transformation, the "Death ssenger" at the level of a Peak Grand Witch, was no longer to be simply viewed as a re blood and flesh human.
The black wizard robe on his body billowed like a dark cloud, enveloping the frail old man, transforming into a gray mist escaping the overwhelming attacks from the two Grand Witches.
Even when stray attacks brushed against his body, what was exposed wasn't flesh and blood, but continuously shifting gray mist.
Incidentally, it also allowed Nymph and Serra to see clearly that each wisp of mist was actually a distorted, anguished human face. Just a glance seed to threaten to split one's skull and pour in a foul black sludge.
Countless negative emotions sprang up swiftly from the depths of their hearts and lingered on.
"Snake Witch? Could it be the 'Truth Gate' school also intends to interfere in the struggle for mortal royal authority?"
Surrounded by the three parties, looking coldly at the two Grand Witches before him, the withered old man narrowed his seemingly murky eyes dangerously, abandoning any thoughts of fluke.
He drew out a bone short sword stained all over with ghastly white blood. In reality, it was a sharp human shinbone, once a part of a strong Tier 3 Peak magical transcendent's remains, and was his strongest cursed weapon.
Raising the short sword towards the seemingly weaker Nymph between the two, he murmured a chaotic and filthy curse:
"Rotten bones, scorpion, wasp, sea snake... whether on land or in the sea, in cities or rural areas. Awake or asleep, eating or drinking, walking or seated.
Let the curse penetrate the flesh, seep into the blood, sparing no inch from head to toe...."
[Curse: Finger Bone Technique]
...
In the distant sea, a black matte battleship led the way with a golden battleship behind, the two legendary battleships sped across the sea heading for the open ocean.
Even when the monstrous waves gradually rose, the extraordinary transformations they had undergone posed little threat to them.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!...
The two twin secondary gun turrets on [Crown of Miracles], located on the aft deck, fired consecutively.
Crimson-fire streaks poured out from the four electromagnetic cannons in the two turrets, with a distance of around three kiloters between them posing no delay. Their total firing rate of forty shells per minute was the pinnacle of violent aesthetics.
anwhile, the [Fla Bright Light]'s locust-like [Magma Cannon] was equally relentless, pouring madness towards the [Crown of Miracles].
If facing wooden ships, this would certainly be the strongest attack, enough to burn a wooden sailing ship to ashes with one strike, and wouldn't take long to decimate an entire fleet.
Furthermore.
Activated under the [Bright Celestial Kingdom], the [Fla Bright Light] seed to clad like the [Witchcraft Creation: Two-dinsional World] Aiven obtained once, causing long-range attacks to lose almost all potency after traversing vast spatial scales.
Against such absurdly strong defense, both i and the [Crown of Miracles] seed montarily at wits' end and lightly called through the [Mind Network]:
"Madam!"
Located a hundred ters underwater, leisurely following behind them, on the [Sea Soul], Olivia lightly touched the pearl pendant shaped ship's [Secret Key] on her neck and commanded calmly:
"Leave it to , i! If that's the case, 'Sea Soul', launch [Tidal Cannon]! Flood the Celestial Kingdom for !"
Blub blub blub...
The octopus head ship spirit blew countless bubbles from its mouth.
Imdiately, six bone spikes like the rib bones of a sea monster erged from the sides of the hull, and formless power fluctuations rapidly spread, causing a notable tremor across the sea region.
Vast ocean currents were stirred up from the depths of the sea.
Rumble rumble rumble...
Next, wave after wave of white "stallions" appeared on the water surface, with thousands upon thousands leading the crest that surged forward like hills!
Through the all-transparent captain's cabin, Olivia fixedly stared at the [Fla Bright Light] ahead, her delicate eyebrows raised slightly:
"Owning a world, are we? Well then… swallow the entire ocean if you dare!"
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