The battle between Grade 4 powerhouses was extremely shocking to the ordinary Elves!
Over 20 Elven warships pulled out their anchors and set sail, hiding far away from the Echo Islands.
Even after they had sailed four to five nautical miles away, they could still sense the intensity of the energy explosions through the chaotic winds blowing through the warships.
There was no longer a single cloud in the azure sky.
Dense gloomy clouds converged from all directions and condensed into a boiling and rolling fog, firmly trapping the entire Echo Islands inside. The Elves rushed to the deck of the warships, raising their heads and gazing in the direction of the Echo Islands, awaiting the triumphant return of the two Elven Oracles.
The waves gradually became turbulent, and the warships began to shake along with them.
Some Elves who had never experienced such a thing before quickly developed severe symptoms of seasickness and began to vomit. Meanwhile, the high-ranking Elves gathered at the bow of the warships, anxiously waiting for the results of the battle.
Against a battle between Tier 4 powerhouses, let alone ordinary Elves, even Tier 3 powerhouses did not dare to rashly interfere. At the start of the battle, the terrifying Banshee's Howl easily overturned a radius of three miles, instantly shredding the souls of all Tier 1 and Tier 2 Elves in the area.
The Tier 3 Elf who barely managed to escape also suffered significant soul damage and needed to be sent back to Greenwater City to recuperate.
Hence, for safety's sake, the fleet commander discussed with the Windwalker leader and decided to pull the fleet six nautical miles away from the Echo Islands, where they would silently await news from the frontlines.
However, before they could receive any news, they were greeted by a terrifying natural disaster!
Perhaps it was the witches' sorcery or the phenomenon caused by the battle, but the distant Echo Islands were tightly sealed by a thick, black fog. Amidst the black fog that was hard to see through, the violent flashes of lightning and the terrifying elemental quakes also made every elf secretly apprehensive.
Just as everyone anxiously raised their heads, a shrill, ear-piercing voice came from the bow of the warship.
"Hurry … Raise the shields … Quick, get them to raise the Nature Barrier …"
The Elves turned around in shock, discovering that the person who had screamed was a Tier 2 Elven Prophet. This Elven Prophet belonged to the Temple of Fortune. She was a beautiful, elegant, middle-aged female elf.
But at this moment, she seemed to be frightened by something unknown. Two thin lines of blood flowed down from her closed eyes. However, she didn't care about this at all. She just continued to scream crazily.
Although the Prophet profession did not have any combat power, in the Elven Kingdom, no one dared to ignore their opinions.
Therefore, the fleet commander immediately ordered the orderlies to activate the natural barrier.
These warships belonged to the standard naval ships of the Elven Kingdom. The secret chamber at the bottom of the cabin was specially engraved with an elven magic circle that could activate a large natural barrier. Normally, in order to conserve energy, it would not be activated. Now … Although they had yet to sense the impending danger, the fleet commander was still cautious and decided to heed the elven prophet's warning.
As expected, as soon as the elven warships erected green natural barriers that shrouded their entire warships, a water line that was several meters high surged towards them silently from the sea level in the distance.
And in front of the water line, above the surface of the sea, a violent hurricane swept across the land.
The warships that were protected by the natural barrier were still in good condition. Apart from the violent ups and downs, they didn't suffer much damage. However, the aerial troops that were flying high in the blue sky and in charge of monitoring the nearby seas and airspace were in big trouble.
The violent hurricane was like a wall of wind, instantly wrapping around the Hippogryphs, Chimeras, and Silver Pegasi, making it hard for them to distinguish which direction they were in. All of them were like spinning tops that were whipped by a naughty child, falling from the sky without any chance to struggle. As for the elven archers and knights on their backs, they fell into the sea like dumplings.
After the wall of wind passed, the water line behind it arrived!
More than 20 warships were swept up by the undulating waves and collided with one another. If not for the protection of the natural barrier, this huge wave would have flipped over half of the elven warships.
In an instant, the elves were in a panic.
But that wasn't the end.
After the wall of wind and the huge wave passed, the pitter-patter of the black rain began to pour down again.
This black rain with a thick stench and corrosive smell fell on the natural barrier, annihilating and neutralizing the force of nature. Wisps of black smoke began to rise.
The entire elven fleet immediately fell into chaos.
All the Grade 1 elves hurriedly hid in the belly of the ship to avoid harm from the harsh environment. Those who could move around on the surface of the ship had to be at least Grade 2.
All the Grade 3 elves gathered at the bow of the ship, not caring about the danger these strange phenomena posed to the fleet. Instead, they focused their attention on the black fog in the distance.
After all, this was only the aftermath of the battle between the Grade 4 powerhouses. The real 'calamity' was still trapped in that layer of fog.
There, the Echo Archipelago that had existed for thousands of years was suffering an unprecedented 'calamity'!
On the outskirts of the Echo Archipelago, the reefs that had withstood the impact and erosion of the violent waves for hundreds of years were being shaved inch by inch by the violent and ferocious winds. In the entire Echo Archipelago, other than the energy barrier erected by the Wizard Tower on the main island, which was not destroyed by the aftermath of the battle between the Grade 4 powerhouses, the rest of the reefs that were exposed on the surface of the water were almost gone!
Whether it was the natural spells of the Elf Oracles mixed with Divine Power, or the super-powerful Wizard Spells cast by the Pale Witches with the power of the Wizard's Pagoda, they all caused irreparable damage to the world.
Compared to the 'small fights' between the Grade 2 and Grade 3 powerhouses, the Grade 4 powerhouses could easily unleash a terrifying attack that could destroy the world. And the area covered by their spells was surprisingly large, easily overturning a radius of three to four miles.
Within the area covered by their spells, there were almost no obvious areas with strong or weak energy. This also fully showed that the understanding and mastery of the spells of the Grade 4 powerhouses had reached an appalling level!
And the battle between the Pale Witches and the Elf Oracles had finally angered another powerful force.
The sea around the Echo Archipelago suddenly began to boil as if it was boiling, and a huge six-meter-tall Sea Demon slowly rose from the water.
It had a huge and strong body, with a humanoid torso and arms, and its skin was dark greenish-gray. On its neck was a strange spindle-shaped head, with a ferocious face, two especially sharp and slender fangs protruding from its lower lip, and two strands of whalebone hanging under its chin could not stop wriggling.
The lower body of the siren was still a flat and long snake tail, which was covered with fine indigo scales.
And this Sea Demon that appeared was also a Grade 4 powerhouse.
Its green webbed right hand was holding a rusty trident, floating on the surface of the water. It raised the trident high up and shot a column of water at the people who were fighting fiercely.
Seeing that there was an outsider intervening, the Pale Witches and the Elf Oracles immediately separated, each looking at the newcomer with cold eyes.
"Elf, Witch, no matter what reason you have, you are not allowed to fight in the territory of the Sea Tribe!" The Sea Demon roared hoarsely.
The Sea Tribe of the Faern Plane used a special sea creature language, but fortunately, the people present were the top figures of their respective forces, and had a certain degree of research on this Sea Tribe language, so there was no problem of whether they could understand it or not.
Since ancient times, the arrogant Sea Tribe had not been on good terms with all the land races.
Even with the power of the Elven Kingdom, if they wanted to build their own Elven warships to sail in the endless deep sea, they had to pay a large amount of tribute to the Sea Tribe. Otherwise, the only ending would be the destruction of the ships and the deaths of the people!
Therefore, in the face of this arrogant and overbearing Grade 4 Sea Demon, even if the two Elf Oracles were extremely angry, they could only restrain their temper and argue, "This battle was not caused by us. As a member of the Faern Plane, I think you have the obligation and responsibility to protect the peace of the entire plane! Why don't you join us in driving this invader out of our world … "
"Kekeke … You may not like these witches, but we quite like them … They have given us many good things as tribute …"
Hearing the Sea Demon's words, the two Elf Oracles looked furious. Ji Velvet even said angrily, "How can you make a deal with a group of invaders from another world? Do you still have the right to call yourself a member of the Faern Plane? "
Faced with this female elf's accusation, the evil Sea Demon revealed a look of mockery.
"They are just a group of witches … You may be afraid of them, but we are not … If they really dare to cause trouble for the Sea Tribe, we will tear them into pieces, and leave them without a whole corpse …" Having said this, the Sea Demon narrowed her eyes, which were filled with a murderous intent, and carefully scanned Ji Velvet's exquisite and curvy body a few times. Then, she revealed a lewd and evil smile.
"Lass, if you are willing to come to my coral sea as a guest for a few days, I can make the decision to drive this witch away from the island … What do you think?"
Hearing this, the expressions of the two Elves changed completely.
Ji Velvet was so angry that her body trembled, and her eyes were spitting fire.
"Watch your words, Sea Tribe. You are insulting the Oracle of a great God! You … Do you want to start a war between the two pantheons? "Usor hurriedly stopped the enraged Ji Velvet, and came forward to negotiate with the Sea Demon.
"A war between pantheons?" The Sea Demon seemed to be a reckless person, and curled her lips in disdain. "Do you think that weak little Bean Sprout God of yours is worthy of challenging the great Atri? Hmph … "
The two Elf Oracles were immediately angered to the point of exploding, but then they understood something from the Sea Demon's words.
"You … You are the Oracle of Atri?"
It was only now that the two Elf Oracles sensed a trace of familiarity from the Sea Demon's cold and cryptic energy undulations. The Sea Demon was also an Oracle, and an Oracle of the most ruthless and cruel Sea Beast God, Atri.
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