Not many people had used the dragon-skeleton battleship before. The dragon skeleton was refined like a huge puppet. It had the foundation of a battleship and the agility of a puppet.
The material of the battleship was originally damaged. After Salin obtained the materials from Dragon Island, he repeatedly added the dragon skeleton and refined it with water flames. Then, he purified and repaired it. The entire battleship was enlarged and shrunk dozens of times. It was still 180 meters long, but it was a hundred times sturdier than before. It finally looked like a giant dragon.
With astrology as a foundation, Salin created a star map on the dragon skeleton that could accommodate all kinds of energy attacks. The dragon skeleton was extremely tough. Now, it wrapped around the flying battleship and tore the bottom part of the battleship apart.
The dragon skeleton hugged the battleship again. It swung its tail and shook the flying battleship in the air. The people on it could no longer stand and fell into the sea.
Everyone on the battleship had demon bloodlines. They already knew such a combat method. They all found a stable position. The shaking of the battleship was not a problem.
The Flying Battleship itself was a piece of Magic Equipment, but it wasn't meant for melee combat. As the Dragon Skeleton Battleship shook, the Mages on the Flying Battleship all broke free from the Magic Array they were in and fell out of the ship. Those who were still in the cabin also desperately cast spells to escape from the cabin.
The dragon skeleton twisted and tore the flying battleship apart. The sorcerers on the battleship flew out, but they could do nothing to the battleship.
The red-robed sorcerer had already entered the water when the explosion happened. Although the explosion was violent and the magic shield could not withstand it, it would not affect him at all at a depth of 100 meters. The Magic Shooters and golden sword saints around the red-robed sorcerer were unlucky. They did not dodge the magic attacks and the explosion that followed.
Seeing that his subordinates were all dead, the red-robed sorcerer no longer cared about his dignity as a sorcerer. He directly used movement skills underwater and escaped to Alchemy City.
The Wing Skeleton had already sensed it in the battleship. He did not find anyone too dangerous on the flying battleship. He called out to his jade skeletons and rushed into the sea with the Scythe of the Nether God.
A level-10 Magician was troublesome to kill, but the Wing Skeleton did not want to let him go. His master had spent a lot of money this time. He had to earn it back in Alchemy City. He would kill as many as he could. With the help of a magic booster or a Magic Tower, it would be very difficult to kill them again.
The Scythe of the Nether God slashed down from above, splitting the seawater apart. A black ray of light forced the seawater apart, forming a deep gorge. The water dragon of the red-robed mage was instantly destroyed. The powerful will within the Scythe of the Nether God had forcibly intercepted the 10th-rank Great Magus.
The Wing Skeleton's Scythe of the Nether God expanded to over eight meters long and swept horizontally. The red-robed Mage only had time to cast a level-10 Intimidating Spell before he discovered that his Intimidating Spell was completely ineffective.
If he wanted to intimidate the Winged Skeleton, he would need to surpass Salin in terms of mental strength. This Winged Skeleton was Salin's contracted creature. Although its advancement had been hindered, it had still benefited greatly from it.
Not to mention a tenth-rank Great Mage, even a twelfth-rank Great Mage would find it hard to compare to Salin's mental strength. Below Level 13, all intimidating skills were useless against the Winged Skeleton.
When the red-robed Mage saw the winged skeleton, he didn't even think of this. He thought that such a powerful undead had been summoned at the last minute. He had been cautious. Undead summoned at the last minute had no loyalty to speak of. Once intimidated, it could directly return to the Undead Plane.
The scythe swept horizontally. With a hiss, it broke the blue crystal armor, and a wound instantly appeared on the red-robed Mage's robe. The Winged Skeleton made a frowning expression. His bald face looked extremely strange.
The Scythe of the Nether God was a powerful weapon, but after breaking through the opponent's magical defenses, it only managed to cut a hole in the red robe. The red-robed Mage's skin was only slightly torn.
Boom!
The red-robed Mage's Intimidating Spell had failed, so he instantly cast a level-10 Blast spell. This Blast spell was a wind-type spell. The red-robed Mage had used Elemental Conversion to release it with the water element, which was even more powerful in the sea.
He had only forced the powerful skeleton away and used a scroll to escape.
But he shouldn't have used the Blast spell. The Winged Skeleton forcefully charged into the core of the Blast spell. Its golden heart beat, triggering the energy flow in its body, forming a power as strong as Zhen Wu's.
Zhen Wu didn't have such a strong body and heart as the Winged Skeleton. With his charge, a crack appeared in the Blast spell. The Winged Skeleton rushed to the red-robed Mage through the crack. The Scythe of the Nether God rose from below, cutting the red-robed Mage's legs in half.
This was the result of being approached by Zhen Wu. The red-robed Mage didn't die in vain. No one would have thought that a skeleton could have a human's skill.
A face appeared on the Scythe of the Nether God. It opened its mouth and swallowed the red-robed Mage's soul. At the same time, it let out a satisfied laugh.
"Shut up!" The Winged Skeleton shouted. The face didn't dare to laugh anymore. It only swallowed with difficulty. Eating the soul of a level-10 Mage was difficult for a newly formed artifact spirit. Fortunately, the Scythe of the Nether God was powerful enough to suppress the resistance of the red-robed Mage's soul.
When the Winged Skeleton killed the red-robed Mage, the seawater had already merged again. No one could see this. The battle on the sea was even more intense. When the Winged Skeleton returned to the sea, there were already mages rushing to the dragon skeleton warship.
The mages of Alchemy City weren't weak, especially the Magic Shooters. Even 600 familiars couldn't kill them all.
The Winged Skeleton spread its wings and flew back to the dragon skeleton warship. It started killing the mages that rushed to it. The interception was perfect. The Devil's Horn had no support, so the speed of their defeat accelerated.
The Iron Duke put away the Purple Gold Dragon and took back his longbow. He was still shooting enemies with Salin from afar. There was nothing to worry about at this time. The strong on the island were still there. None of the three level-10 Magisters were dead. The Mage Tower was as solid as a rock. But the final result wouldn't change.
The Duke and Salin didn't care about the cost. They destroyed the Devil's Horn land inch by inch. All Mage Towers below level-10 were destroyed and looted.
Ever since the island was built, such a bloody thing had never happened. Alchemy City didn't expect that withdrawing their elites and leaving no flying warships would result in such a terrible result.
Otherwise, the Devil's Horn could at least hold on until reinforcements from Alchemy City arrived.
Now, Alchemy City didn't dare to send reinforcements. From Alchemy City's point of view, surrounding the Devil's Horn was to lure the mages of Alchemy City out of the range of the magic booster and then kill them halfway.
It was a good trick, but the Iron Duke and Salin wouldn't make such a big fuss over the Devil's Horn. They were afraid that Alchemy City would attack. Once Alchemy City sent enough mages, they would immediately know their real intentions.
They needed to end the battle quickly. What they lacked the most now was time. If Alchemy City reacted and strengthened their defense, they would suffer great losses when they attacked.
Salin and the Iron Duke were the most free people at this time. Beside Salin was Eleanor. The others were sent out to contain the level-10 Mage Tower.
The Duke saw the longbow in Eleanor's hands and couldn't help but be jealous.
"How much is this longbow?" the Iron Duke asked directly.
"You can exchange for it with your bow," Salin replied.
The Duke didn't ask anymore. The material of Qi Ye was the divine tree of the Goddess of Nature. Of course, it was similar to his Dragon Soul Bow, but he was a dragon knight. When he rode on a dragon, the attack of the Dragon Soul Bow would skyrocket.
Although Qi Ye was good, it was more suitable for elves.
Eleanor was amused. Salin's asking price was so high. If the Duke agreed, he would definitely suffer a loss. Although she liked Qi Ye, it didn't matter if she could exchange it for the Dragon Soul.
If the Elf King Arrow was shot with this Dragon Soul, the explosive power would make up for Qi Ye's loss. She sat on the Elf Wings and watched the battle below. Her heart was filled with endless emotions.
She was an elf royalty. In the Elf Plane, if she hadn't left, she would probably be leading an army by now. But she wasn't as free as she was here with Salin. As a queen, she had to marry someone of equal status.
But she could fool around on the Myers Continent, borrow a human's body, and fall in love with a human. Salin didn't mind this. He didn't need her to return to her elf appearance.
If she returned to her elf body, she would be at Level Ten by now. There was no way she would be suppressed to Level Nine.
"It's about time. The mages outside have been suppressed. We can start." The Ironblood Grand Duke pointed at the three Level Ten Magic Towers in the center of the island.
These three level-10 Magic Towers were exactly one kilometer away from each other, forming a triangular shape. There were still many magic buildings between the Magic Towers that hadn't been attacked in time and were well preserved. Many mages had retreated here, hoping to defend with the help of the Level Ten Magic Towers.
If not for the large number of mages being transferred from the Devil's Horn, it wouldn't be so difficult to resist. In the eyes of these mages, as long as Alchemy City's support arrived, the invaders would be quickly defeated.
"Come one by one." Salin pointed at the Magic Tower closest to the west. "Start with this one. There are the least mages in this Magic Tower."
"Okay." The Ironblood Grand Duke nodded. He took out a piece of magic equipment and gave an order to his subordinates.
The fog on the Devil's Horn had been dispersed by a large number of flames. The Magic Tower that stabilized the fog had been destroyed. After the fog dispersed, it was difficult for it to gather again. Looking from the sky, hundreds of large puppets were close to the Level Ten Magic Tower. The Magic Tower on the west had been surrounded by the Ironblood Grand Duke's Magisters. The attacks from inside were all blocked by these Magisters, unable to harm the puppets.
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