Boom!
Beams of dazzling light shot out from the crystal cannons of the battleship. A Blue Shark battleship in front of them was hit until it was smashed into pieces.
Burning pieces of the battleship fell like meteors. The scorching light was dazzling like the most beautiful fireworks. It was so beautiful that it could shake people's souls. However, it carried the dead bodies of the Ghost Mark Clan's warriors.
This was the sixth Battleship Shark to be destroyed. Hundreds of Ghostface people had been killed. Not even their bones were left. Even their soul altars were smashed.
Inside the control center, Fu Wei was calm. Her face glowed with a healthy glow. Her tiredness was swept away.
Shi Yan stood behind her quietly like the sturdiest fortress. One of his hands was placed on her plump back. He could feel her blood, flesh, and veins trembling.
Fu Wei's lips curled into a relaxed smile.
The hand on her back continually sent mysterious energy to her. It was like a clear spring that nurtured her blood, flesh, and veins. It also nurtured her dried Essence Qi Ancient Tree. It filled her up and kept her at her peak condition.
She had a feeling that as long as that hand didn't leave her back, she would never be defeated. She would always be at her peak condition. She would never feel tired or helpless.
This feeling of being cared for was something that Fu Wei had never experienced before. It seemed like that hand was the most important thing in her life. As long as it was on her back, she would never be defeated.
An Yun couldn't hide the joy on his face. He looked at the young man with a cold face. His eyes brightened.
Battleship Shark was the strongest force of the Ghostface people. Their leader, Durin, was famous in Agate. He was an outstanding young warrior. The hope of the Crocker family was placed on him. At the same time, he was approved and nurtured by Zuo Lou, the Great Elder of the Medicine and Vessel Pavilion.
Durin was doted on by thousands of people. He was the true pride of the heavens, the brightest star in Agate.
An Yun didn't expect that this extremely difficult battle could be maintained in such a state, and that Fu Wei was still in high spirits.
When this battleship was built, An Yun was also one of the participants. She knew the structure and refining method of this battleship very well. Fu Wei was the soul of this battleship, and every enchantment, restriction, seal, and array was connected to Fu Wei's soul. She was the initiator of all the defenses and attacks of this battleship.
The bottom of the battleship was embedded with several tens of millions of high grade divine crystals. The divine crystals were the source of energy.
As long as Fu Wei didn't use up any energy, as long as she could maintain a clear fighting state, she could continue to gather energy from the tens of millions of divine crystals below her to form a light barrier and a terrifying attack.
Only Fu Wei's energy and the divine crystals at the bottom of the battleship were consumed. If Fu Wei was in her peak condition, they would have enough divine crystals to maintain the ultimate defense and attack of the battleship.
In terms of wealth, there wasn't a force in Agate that dared to go against the Medicine and Vessel Pavilion.
Shi Yan's appearance was the biggest variable and opportunity. An Yun was still in shock.
She didn't know what method ShiYan had used to replenish Fu Wei's energy. However, she believed that if ShiYan could help Fu Wei maintain her peak condition, the defense and offense of the battleship would never weaken. It would always reach its peak.
Fu Wei's face was healthy and rosy, and her breath was steady. Her blue eyes were slightly opened, and her smile was bright.
Shi Yan was as still as a mountain. One of his hands was like a fountain of energy. It scattered into small streams of energy and poured into Fu Wei's body, keeping her in her peak condition forever.
Looking at the stern young man and the calm and relaxed Fu Wei, An Yun couldn't help but have a thought: If the two of them get together, it will be smooth sailing, right?
…
On the black shark battleship that didn't move, Durin's smile disappeared. He frowned, his eyes getting colder.
Behind him, the three Second Sky of Ethereal God Realm warriors of the Ghostface People were kneeling on one knee. They lifted their heads stubbornly and bit their lower lips. Blood trickled down the corners of their mouths. It showed how anxious and hurried they were.
The Battleship Shark was built by the Crocker family for Durin. To help Durin have the strongest battleship of the Ghostface People, the family had spent almost half of the family's resources. The Battleship Shark carried the heavy responsibility of Durin's ascension to the Chief position. It was the hope of the Crocker family.
Today, six battleships were smashed. Hundreds of elite warriors of the family had perished in the sea of stars. They would never have the chance to gather their souls and bodies again.
It was all because of Durin's stubbornness.
"Young Master!" An old man of the Ghost Mark Clan had blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. He gritted his teeth and said with grief. "Our fellows are still being killed. They are the followers of our Young Master. Will our Young Master just stand there and watch more of our fellows die? Young Master, they are the Crocker family's subordinates! They are your most loyal subordinates! "
"Young Master, if you insist, I … would rather die in front of you!" Another Ghostface People shouted. His face was resolute. While he was talking, a cluster of fierce light shot out from his palm, aiming at his forehead.
Durin was shaken. He hurried to stop it.
Lightning bolts twirled around the man's arm like snakes, constricting his body.
The Ghost Mark Clan's old man wanted to kill himself, but he couldn't press his hand on his head anymore. He maintained his suicidal posture. His eyes were filled with sorrow as he looked at Du Lin. "Young Master, is it worth sacrificing so many of our fellows to get that woman's heart?"
His heart was bleeding.
Durin kept silent for a while. He sighed begrudgingly. He nodded and said, "I understand."
The three Ghostface People kneeled on the ground. Seeing Durin's change of attitude, their eyes brightened. The flame of hope burned in their hearts. They begged, "Young Master, please help us!"
Du Lin turned his head and looked at the huge warship that was gradually approaching. He looked at the dazzling light curtain that looked like water ripples, felt the combined power of countless barriers and restrictions, and watched his subordinates being mercilessly killed one after another. His hesitant eyes gradually became firm.
He knew that if he killed them, he would never be able to win Fu Wei's heart.
He had traveled thousands of miles to come here with the hope that he could move Fu Wei. He hoped that he wouldn't need to take the last step to get the Sacred Texts and capture Fu Wei's heart.
But he had miscalculated. He didn't expect that Fu Wei could endure until now. She didn't show any signs of fatigue.
This abnormal situation puzzled Durin, but he had no choice but to take the step that he didn't want to take.
Once he took action, there would be no turning back between him and Fu Wei. He would never be able to win Fu Wei's heart. At most, he would only be able to win Fu Wei's body. His realm would be lower.
Durin was a proud man. When Fu Wei rejected him, he swore that he would one day move Fu Wei. He would make Fu Wei fall in love with him and become his wife. She would help him expand his territory and climb to the peak of Agate.
But today, he knew that his vow would never be fulfilled …
He flew out from the front of the Black Shark Battleship and stood alone in the void. He faced the approaching battleship of the Medicine and Vessel Pavilion alone. His face was calm, but there was a sense of helplessness and loneliness in his eyes.
Hundreds of thousands of members of the Ghostface People, no matter where they were, halted, holding their breaths and watching him from a distance. They seemed to be waiting for something in silence.
Some senile old men of the Ghost Mark Clan were secretly excited. They clenched their fists, their eyes full of hope.
A shining silver spear that looked like it was made of thunder and lightning emerged from Du Lin's sleeve. It was shining with divine light and was shining with silver light.
The dazzling Ethereal Extent of Thunder and Lightning was like a world of light being pulled apart. Little by little, it emerged above Du Lin's head. Inside the Ethereal Extent, there were tens of millions of lightning strikes twirling around. Thunder and lightning were booming. It seemed like the world was about to collapse.
It was a silver spear that was as long as an arm. It was covered with natural lightning and thunder patterns, which carried the ultimate power of lightning and thunder.
The long spear flew out silently, shooting towards the big battleship of the Medicine and Vessel Pavilion like a waterfall …
Tens of millions of lightning strikes in the Ethereal Extent above Durin's head were drawn out of the Ethereal Extent, pouring into the long spear. Instantly, the long spear had thousands of lightning strikes. It was like a meteor piercing through the world, thrusting towards the light curtain of the big battleship of the Medicine and Vessel Pavilion.
Puff!
The light curtain of the Medicine and Vessel Pavilion, which was made of dozens of barriers, restrictions, seals, and formations, was pierced through by the long spear. The light curtain covering the battleship like a dome of the sky was torn apart at a speed that naked eyes could observe.
The dazzling lightning and divine light crawled over the light curtain, tearing it apart little by little. The warriors of the Medicine and Vessel Pavilion were hit by the lightning and divine light. Their bodies were scorched black. The souls of the weaker warriors were scattered, while the stronger ones were wounded. Shortly after, all of them became dispirited.
The Thunder God Spear was the top treasure of the Ghostface People, an Original Incipient Grade weapon. Durin, the favored son of the Crocker family, controlled it.
As Durin cultivated Lightning power Upanishad, he could release the power of the Thunder God Spear. He could give billions of lightning strikes to the spear, which could destroy the entire world.
Ptui!
Inside the control center of the big battleship of the Medicine and Vessel Pavilion, Fu Wei's red lips spurted a mouthful of blood. Her face paled rapidly.
Her soft body was covered in lightning. The energy in her body was stimulated as she painfully resisted the lightning strikes.
She had reached an agreement with the barriers, seals, restrictions, and formations of the battleship. When the light curtain of the battleship was torn, she could feel the lightning strikes as if she was the one who was hurt.
Boom!
The blue lightning strikes with the power of the Thunder God Spear flowed through Shi Yan's arm that was pressing on Fu Wei and stormed into his God Body.
The lightning strikes were like arrows shot from a powerful crossbow. They dashed around his body and gave his tenacious vessels a stinging pain. His arm was almost smashed. At this moment, he was so sore and numb that he had to move his arm away from Fu Wei's God Body.
"Level 1 Original Incipient Grade divine weapon, the Thunder God Spear! Durin is using the Thunder God Spear! "
An Yun felt like he was about to explode. He stomped his feet in rage. "He dares to use the Thunder God Spear! He wants to kill us on purpose. Zuo Lou is really crazy! Isn't Zuo Lou afraid that all the Elders will punish him if he kills the Elders of his faction?! Once the Original Incipient Grade divine weapon activates its power, the lightning strikes around the star area will be chaotic. The lightning strikes will shoot out uncontrollably and crush many creatures! It can even crush a life star! "
Shi Yan was frightened.
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