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Naval battles were not easy.
Even for powerful spellcasters, this kind of battle environment also made them feel helpless.
When Søren controlled the ghost ship – Deadman's Voice to kill the pirates, the enemy's spellcasting also locked onto his position. The fog slightly blocked their vision, but for powerful spellcasters, it was not difficult to find him. But then a problem appeared. If they wanted to attack Søren, they had to close the distance. The firepower of the twenty-four cannons was quite fierce, and there was also a mutant killer whale nearby. It was basically difficult for other warships to get close.
Most of the spellcasters had flying spells, but if they flew over, it meant that the target was exposed. At the same time, they also needed the support of flying spellcasting.
"Vivian!"
Vivian, who had already landed on the ghost ship, smiled sweetly. The little girl was wearing a black princess dress. She raised her hand and threw out a dispel spell.
Splash!
The sound of falling into the water came from the front.
With Vivian's legendary spellcasting level, the dispel spell she threw out could crush these spellcasters.
The flying spell was dispelled, and the spellcasters who were just about to attack Søren all fell into the sea. What awaited them below was a bloody mouth. Under the situation of falling at high speed, even Søren found it difficult to cast spells. Under their feet was not flat ground, but an endless sea. No matter how noble a spellcaster was, if they did not cast spells, they would just swim in the sea. Vivian would not give them a chance to cast spells. In fact, if it was not for the Duke Of Red Dragon's wife who had not yet appeared, the little girl who was eager to try would have already started a massacre.
"A bunch of trash!"
Standing on the sea demon warship, Ashrod flew into a rage and roared, "A Specter Ship is enough to make you lose your footing! Aim the cannons! All of you aim at it! Sink it! "
Cannons were aimed at the position of the Ghost Ship.
Under the command of the pirate king Ashrod, the enemy, who had been slightly alarmed by the appearance of the ghost ship, reacted. Then hundreds of cannons nearby all aimed at the ghost ship. He actually wanted to use the firepower to directly sink Søren's Deadman's Voice. Under the attack of hundreds of cannons, even if the Specter Ship could automatically change its direction, it would not be able to avoid such a dense net of firepower.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom!
The dull sound of cannon fire shook the sky.
The intersecting firepower on both sides covered almost all the escape routes of the ghost ship. No matter how it changed its sailing position, at least a dozen cannons would hit the hull.
"Ghost Dive!"
Søren's expression remained calm. He stared ahead and ordered, "Dive to the bottom of the sea!"
The dark hull of the ship began to sink.
The ghost ship gradually sank to the bottom of the sea, and the water surged in from all sides. The undead who were killing on the other pirate ships all jumped into the sea, and then swam to the deck of the ghost ship.
The fog became a little thinner.
After five minutes of intensive firepower, the pirate king Ashrod saw nothing in front of him. There was only the sea covered by fog, and no ship wreckage was seen. There were many bodies floating on the calm sea, but all of them were his men. His face was quite pale at the moment. The ghost ship itself was a very terrible existence in the sea. Now that this terrible existence was controlled by a person, its combat power was even more amazing!
The battlefield on the opposite side was also much quieter.
Søren's men were not sure about the situation just now. They only saw the cannons aiming at the ghost ship. They were not sure whether the ghost ship had been sunk or whether Søren had died under such intensive firepower.
After all, even a legendary profession might not be able to withstand intensive gunfire.
Boom!
The sea on the side suddenly separated.
The pirate king Ashrod's face suddenly changed and he roared, "Attack! Attack! Attack! "
Boom! Boom!
Two heavy cannons responded to them. A dark mast rose from the side of the sea, and the ghost ship, Deadman's Voice, appeared on the sea again. With its appearance, the surrounding fog became thicker again. The ghost ship's figure escaped into the fog, and only a blurry shadow could be seen. It was difficult to determine its specific position without closing the distance.
"Damn it!"
The pirate king Ashrod's face was quite ugly. He shouted to a man dressed as an officer next to him, "Where is the Duke Of Red Dragon's wife? Where is the support I asked for? Hurry up and let them sink this ghost ship! "
The officer had been watching the changes on the battlefield with a blank expression.
He noticed that the pirates on the flank of Søren's camp had signs of collapse. They were no match for the navy of the Principality of Rossard. At the same time, because of the three-headed sea serpent, the originally dense formation had been loosened. In order to avoid this sea monster, many warships distanced themselves, exposing quite obvious defensive gaps in the middle. At this time, if there was a fleet like a sharp knife, it could completely cut Søren's formation.
"Let the Eastern pirates attack."
The stout officer glanced at Ashrod, and then said to a warlock wearing a cloak like a woman, "That ghost ship! Can you deal with it? "
A cold female voice rang out. "Legendary Animated Life Forms! … … "
"The hull, sails, cannons, and the whole ship are animated ropes that bind the undead who died under its hands. This ghost ship can deal with dozens of warships! … … "
"If the Duke Of Red Dragon's wife doesn't do it herself, we can't deal with this ghost ship!"
"And."
"There seems to be a very powerful spellcaster on it."
The female warlock with a cold voice suddenly frowned, and then her figure rose into the air like an eagle. She said coldly, "Looks like a little girl! I'll deal with her! "
Boom.
A pair of blood-red dragon wings spread out.
The female warlock who had been hidden in the cloak revealed her true appearance. It was a beautiful young woman, at least she looked quite young. She was wearing a silver silk robe with many runes inlaid on it. She held a strange scepter in her hand, which looked more like a spiked mace. From her back was a pair of huge red dragon wings. This pair of dragon wings allowed her to fly easily, and set off gusts of wind while flying.
Dragon Disciple.
"Dragon Wings Awakening [Innate Ability]: Level 9 Dragon Disciple will further awaken the dragon's ability. At this time, they will obtain a pair of dragon wings according to the dragon's bloodline they inherited. This pair of dragon wings allows them to fly freely in the air. This ability is an innate ability. When activated in the state of transformation, it cannot be removed by any spell. "
The young woman flapped her dragon wings and rose into the air. Then her petite body swooped up under the action of the huge dragon wings. She raised her hand and threw out a fireball, which instantly hit the deck of the deadman's voice. Dragon wings were her innate ability, so Dragon Disciple Warlocks with dragon wings did not need the support of flying spellcasting because they did not need to cast two spells at the same time.
"Brother, be careful!"
Vivian's clear childish voice sounded. The little girl narrowed her eyes and locked on the air. She said excitedly, "Madam Duke Of Red Dragon! You finally appeared! "
— — "Divine Power Manifestation!"
The little girl's figure rose into the air. As she stretched out her small white hand and clenched it, a fifteen-meter-long flame whip appeared in her palm out of thin air. This was a whip that was completely formed by flames. The scorching temperature burned the air, and with its appearance, the surrounding temperature rose by a lot. It was as if it was radiating a scorching aura in all directions.
— — "Balor's Whip! [Spell-like Ability] "
A tattoo-like magic pattern appeared on the side of Vivian's face, and a pair of small demon wings appeared on her back. They were still not fully grown, but it did not affect her flying ability.
"Ah! Ha! "
The little girl shouted and raised her fifteen-meter-long Flame Whip. She raised her hand and lashed out at the Dragon Disciple in front of her. The Flame Whip seemed to burn the air as it passed through. While lashing out at the enemy, it also left a trail of flames in the air.
A whistling wind came.
The Dragon Disciple in mid-air dodged and then stopped at a position nearly a hundred meters high. He said coldly, "Demon Warlock? You guys really have something to do with demons! … "
"Swoosh!"
A sharp arrow was shot from the deadman's voice and instantly hit the Dragon Disciple in front of her. However, when it was 20 centimeters away from her, an invisible energy field blocked the arrow. The arrow exhausted its power and fell lightly.
"Vivian, be careful!"
Søren's voice sounded in the little girl's mind, and he said in a deep voice, "She's not the Duke Of Red Dragon's wife! … The Duke Of Red Dragon's wife hasn't appeared yet! … "
In front of her was only a Level 9 Dragon Disciple.
Any Dragon Disciple could awaken a pair of dragon wings as long as they raised their profession level to Level 9. She was not the Duke Of Red Dragon's wife that Søren had seen before.
The little girl heard this and temporarily put away the big move that she had prepared.
She waved the flame whip and floated in mid-air. She looked up at the Dragon Disciple and snorted coldly, "Vivian is not a Demon Warlock! … Shameful woman who doesn't wear anything down there should shut up! … "
Her whole body stiffened.
The young Dragon Disciple's face showed an angry expression. She didn't expect this little girl to have such good eyesight that she could even see through the energy field of her wizard robe.
"Shut up!"
The young Dragon Disciple scolded, and like a real dragon, she opened her mouth and spat out a scorching dragon breath.
Dragon Disciple VS Divine Warlock!
Vivian chuckled and waved the flame whip. It directly absorbed the scorching dragon breath, and the flame on the Balor's Whip became hotter and hotter.
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