BOOM——!!!
The great sound was quiet, the blinding light made ordinary people almost temporarily blind, even the entire sea shook violently.
Flas soared hundreds of ters high, almost burning a big hole in the sky. The tsunami waves centered on the [Sea Monarchy] pushed both fleets fiercely backward.
Yet Aiven, standing in the air, was calm and unruffled, moving with a thought, the strong shockwave that could tear mortals to pieces had turned into a gentle breeze, swirling past him.
It took half a minute before the towering and vast figure of the [Sea Monarchy] re-erged from within the flas.
Hmm, intact!
But witnessing this scene, Aiven clapped his hands and laughed:
"As expected! For anything below divine creatures, there's nothing that 100 rockets can't solve. If there are, then another 100!"
The tone was casual, with a kind of ease as if saying, "I haven't even tried, yet you're already down."
Because although the [Sea Monarchy] seed unscathed, one ship in the thirty-strong Music Note Fleet in the sky had already truly disappeared.
This ans that the recent 4000-kilogram level of attack finally exceeded the fleet's overall "Defense Concentration" threshold, triggering the Legendary Battleship's "Damage Transfer."
"Very well, let's change positions and do it again."
Don't even ntion one-for-one exchange, even if Namo Gatling Bodhisattva personally arrived, with great rcy and compassion to save beings, spinning 3600 tis in a breath, Aiven's inventory could keep it going for a few more breaths with no pressure.
Above his head, one black dot after another jumped out again, only this ti not just 100, but 110, 150, 200, 300...
Aiven apparently wasn't planning to give the opponent the slightest chance to breathe, using staggered segnt firing to take them out in one wave in a short ti.
However.
Boom! Boom! Boom!...
By this ti, the [Sea Monarchy], which was not a fixed target, had completed "Shaping" and "Locking" on him again. Two hundred heavy cannonballs turned into fire lines in the sky, curving towards him with a roar.
In addition, the three Great Wizards who were engaged in fierce combat, suddenly heard Prince Rodrigo's urgent voice through the Thunderbird feather with the [Wind Language Curse]:
"Dear Great Wizards, lend a hand. Don't bother with those conventional warships anymore; only by stopping Galliot can the Empire's glory continue to shine over the Peacock Islands!"
Conventional warships were crucial to the [Sea Monarchy] earlier, but now they had lost their most important value.
For the alliance, conventional warships were more for supporting the later rule over the Peacock Islands, rather than deciding the current war's outco.
The high-tier transcendent beings and nurous legendary battleships are the core strength of the alliance.
With [Theseus] and [Sea Soul] being robust and not greatly fearing the opponent's heavy attacks, they were still besieging the [Golden Bird] under loyal ship spirits' control.
In an instant, the focus of the battlefield shifted again.
Whoosh!
Aiven made a [King's Rook Castle] move, dodging the incoming rain of fire with his rockets and Milan, only to look up and see both friendly and enemy forces entangled charging in from the sky.
The three Great Wizards had already accepted Hilus' "commission," and naturally had to abide by the contract on the battlefield.
Besides open combat with Anduin, who pinned down the "Rose Sword Saint," even if others wanted to slack off, Rodrigo wouldn't give them the chance.
Even if all three were in a weaker position, they at least had to drag Aiven into the lee, preventing him from focusing on the [Sea Monarchy], allowing Prince Rodrigo, with this temporary "Tyrant Body," to eliminate others first before planning the rest.
But though the thought was beautiful, the people on the Duchy's side weren't just decorations.
The initiative of the Extraordinary Battle Group was always in their hands; if not for the turtle shell support, the [Sea Monarchy] would have long been besieged and dismantled into eight pieces.
Roar——!
On top of Anita, who transford into half-dragon form, suddenly appeared a large dragon shadow with a slender body and wings, raising its head and letting out a clear dragon roar that echoed through the sky and sea.
Facing Marshall's fiery sea expelled by the [Bronze Lamp: Blazing Dragon Breath], Anita gathered all her strength, Combat Qi, and will, fiercely stabbing out with the Dragon-slaying Sword.
Nine house-sized azure dragon heads with long bodies devoured the fiery sea, then lunged fiercely at Marshall's back.
With [Heart Image] combined with Master-level Swordsmanship activating the [Sword Qi Torrent], each tooth and scale of the nine-headed dragon was the sharpest Sword Qi, effortlessly capable of splitting mountains.
[Dragon-Slaying Swordsmanship: Nine-Headed Dragon Bite]
The Fla Dragon Vein level within Marshall's body was far inferior to Anita. At this mont, influenced by her fully aroused True Dragon's Might, his movents were montarily hindered.
After the [Shield: Fla Stream Guardian] shattered with a bang, Marshall was severely slashed in the back by Anita's sword.
Boom!
The sky filled with fiery mist, transforming into a dazzling rainbow. With a painful hiss, it had no choice but to turn around and re-engage in the fight with her.
However, the flexibility of the Great Wizard's techniques was ultimately above that of a Titled Knight. Combined with great mobility after elentalization, the battle group was slowly moving towards Aiven's side.
Serra and "Hurricane's Nest" redith, Nymph and the "Yellow Sand Sect's" Deceitful Fate Wizard Farhad were in a similar situation. Holding the position was easy, but defeating the opponent or firmly stopping them was incredibly difficult.
When the Deceitful Fate Wizard Farhad, wearing a stone mask, gradually approached, Milan squinted his eyes and suddenly stepped forward.
Because he knew the opportunity he had been waiting for had finally arrived!
The "Yellow Sand Sect," headquartered in the Heimar region, wasn't a wizard school but a secret association composed of Extraordinary individuals on the sa path.
Earlier, when Milan and Aiven had just started venturing out to sea together and captured the forr [Skeleton Tomb], now [Storm Horn], they had killed the "Yellow Sand Sect's" Great Pirate Basem and gained the fate-gifted [Talent Magic: Deceitful Fate] (Chapter 214).
[Extraordinary Path: Deceitful Fate Wizard]
Level 3 Ceremony: Personally kill a legendary figure (preferably an Extraordinary Powerhouse, but ordinary people will do), preserve their body to establish a [Corpse Bone Altar], connect with the Mysterious Source to gain immunity to sa-level prophecy witchcraft, and acquire the formidable ability nad [Substitute Fate]...
Although this Extraordinary Profession's main strength hinges on "Destiny," since it constantly accompanies death, so of its power extends into the realm of death.
At Tier 1, one can gain the "Corpse of the Living Dead," which possesses infinite strength between life and death. At Tier 2, one can create "Corpse Monsters." By Tier 3, one can use the heaven-defying ability "Substitute Fate" to acquire multiple lives or even...a life.
Even wizard aptitude, theoretically impossible to acquire postnatally, can be forcefully taken by the strong traits of "Substitute Fate." It's a dominant profession combining both physical and mystical aspects.
Nowadays, both the "Prophetic School," which also interferes with "Destiny," and the "Yellow Sand Sect" are not only in a clash of ideologies but also in a struggle over paths, power, and even gain strength by hunting each other!
The [Venom Battleship] writhing and contracting, Milan licked his lips, raised his arms marked with sections of golden engravings, and slowly closed them together in front of him.
act—
The ethereal sound of a curse echoed as the golden engravings on Milan's arms began to flow like golden liquid, gradually forming a pattern resembling reptilian scales or an hourglass.
[Witchcraft Engraving: Quicksand Scale]
He now gained a comprehensive enhancent for ti-class witchcraft.
Subsequently, he successively activated [Witchcraft: Deceitful Fate] and [Witchcraft: Combat Prediction].
After adding double insurance to his life, Milan drew [Black Steel] and charged towards the battle group with Nymph and Farhad.
Swoosh!
At this mont.
The nearby [Sea Monarchy] had already torn through two "Theseus" ships with the [Tyr's Blade: Splitting Sword], flattening everything on the open deck of the [Sea Soul].
About to capitalize on the montum to claim the first blood of the alliance's Legendary Battleship.
Seizing the chaos that hadn't yet fully affected their position, Aiven launched the 300 rockets, totaling twelve tons of Black Gold, positioned above his head, firing one every five seconds, all aid at the [Sea Monarchy].
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Before the blaring firelight had dissipated, three ships within the Music Note Fleet had vanished in response.
Before the vociferous flas dispersed, Aiven had already activated his [Ocean Treasure: Weather Ring].
Rumble...!
The fierce wind howled, giant waves surged, dark clouds rolled, and thunder rumbled.
A giant storm was rapidly rushing in above the battlefield; towering rain clouds several thousand ters high dragged this sea region directly into night.
Conventional warships, recognizing the peril, began strategically relocating to the periphery of the battle group.
The next mont.
A massive hand composed of a shrieking torrent and a roaring gale, over a hundred ters in diater, seed to dive down from the deep-seated clouds, grabbing the [Sea Monarchy] and lifting it fiercely skyward.
Creak! Creak!
The [Sea Monarchy], with a displacent of 5,826 tons, was sucked into the whirlwind channel like a twig, then...spiraling upward.
"Ha, normal attacks are ineffective, but nobody said control skills are too.
Maybe this ti I could save quite a few rockets, perhaps manually dismantling the battleship? Not entirely unfeasible.
Taste my ultimate move [Invincible Wind and Fire Wheel]! Step back, be cautious of falling debris!"
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