The second echelon, divided into two groups, breaks through from the flank of the Faroe Islands, using tidal waves! Killer waves!"
The two hundred degenerate sea monsters of the second echelon, each led by a giant sea monster equivalent to a first-level ship, charged straight into the North Sea hinterland like two arrows piercing the first island chain.
One giant species is a barnacle crab, and the other is a waterjet fish, both with the innate ability to manipulate torrents.
Together with their subordinate Sea Monster Legion, they unleashed their abilities, causing an enormous mass of seawater beneath them to suddenly surge several ters high.
The sea monsters roared as they raced up the crest of the wave, charging madly toward the land.
And just like a tsunami, it may be only one or two ters in the deep sea, but once nearing the continental shelf and land, the wave height imdiately rises to dozens of ters of towering waves.
Not to ntion letting the sea monsters land, even just the tsunami could destroy all coastal defense artillery and garrison.
Moreover, the two tidal waves advance in a "V" shape, perfectly enveloping the main position of the Faroe Islands in the middle.
When the crests of the two tides gradually overlap, they can form a terrifying "killer wave" up to thirty ters tall capable of destroying everything!
When a warship encounters such a wave at sea, there’s no thod of self-rescue other than to close one’s eyes and await death.
Even if thunder could kill sea monsters, it can never kill this killer wave, which also stems from the great power of nature.
Whoa...
As the two white lines rushed into the foggy 12-nautical-mile territorial sea, rapidly approaching the Faroe Islands, the enormous sound of water filled their ears.
Everyone on the battlefield swallowed hard and instinctively looked toward Byron.
Evidently, until the [King of the Wild Hunt] personally admits incapability, the officers and soldiers accustod to successive victories would not truly despair.
Even when facing a notorious calamity.
"This foreign invasion is not completely a bad thing.
Only a war of sufficient intensity can lead the Bayfolkal Group, subrged for a millennium, to lay down their differences and rebirth in fire."
Byron, with [Underworld Authority], saw clearly that the collective subconscious of The Five Bay States, after disintegrating for a millennium, was reuniting into a whole at an unprecedented speed.
In most cases, war is not a good thing, but sotis it is a shortcut to reshape a nation’s character and build consensus.
Especially when the reality of evils and Kin is revealed before the eyes of the Empire’s people, they can understand why "loyalty" itself is already the greatest reward!
At this mont, as long as one can lead his people from victory to victory like the Emperor, the monarch’s will soon becos the will of the entire nation.
So rely bear the burden of a block of the era’s wall, while others, no matter the struggles of their lives, can only beco a paperhanger, and others simply by standing, beco the backbone that ensures a nation’s unyielding stance.
Of course, there are drawbacks too.
When such consensus is not solid enough, and they lose that invincible man, the once mighty Gaul Rooster inevitably collapses.
This even led to the so-called correct usage of the national flag:
"In the event of war, please cut along the dotted line. If you support the royal restoration, use the blue flag on the left;
For revolutionary wars, use the red flag on the right, this can save lives;
For foreign wars, use the white flag in the center, directly raise it, and surrender without hesitation."
What a remarkable invention, perfectly aligning with Gaul Rooster... um, hen? white? black? this new national character.
Byron sighed with regret and decided to do his duty in front of his people first.
This ti, the enemy’s "killer wave" tactic was also not baffling to him.
"In the era of steel ships, the bulbous bow’s principle is to create opposing wave motions with the underwater bulb, allowing the overlapping of crests and troughs to dissipate the ship’s strong longitudinal shake.
So, to dissipate the killer wave, simply misalign the crests of the two to cancel them out, a re trifle."
Raising his hand, the Power of Law rushed forth.
"Decree: Sensory Displacent."
The two Sea Monster Legions from the flank originally advanced in a straight line.
But like how a pirate ship without a [Navigator] couldn’t enter Iron Anchor Bay successfully.
The augnted strength of the Royal Iron Law by the [Golden Law] was even more formidable.
They could initially move in a straight line, but soon, unconsciously, they began alternating speed, with the crest of one wave falling into the trough of the other.
The waves, once intimidating, vanished in an instant without even overturning a single small boat left behind near the shore.
The Sea Monster Legions, which should have charged through both sides of the Faroe Islands, regrouped due to sensory shielding, precisely where the fresh fish soup had just been.
Byron shot the Holy Lance once more.
"Once again, lightning strike, one billion volts!"
Rumbling...
The halo in the sky flashed, and another wave of massive lightning struck down, scorching this batch of two hundred sea monsters.
However, the energy of the second discharge was noticeably weaker than the first.
The duration was also shorter, with many sea monsters only temporarily stunned, writhing in agony at sea.
Visually, the scene appeared more horrific than the first, more powerful shockwave.
Byron, kind-hearted, couldn’t bear such a sight, waved his hand, and the Legendary Warship [The Golden Deer] imdiately led the fleet forward to deliver the final blow.
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