In the eyes of Cecil's people who had come into contact with the sirens, these deep-sea allies were a group of gentle, harmless, and interesting friends. They were friendly and peaceful, and had a strong curiosity about things on land. They also knew many secrets and advanced technologies that the land races did not know about. They had wonderful living habits and life forms, and occasionally, they would do something that others thought was crazy. Things from the sea were more or less crazy, as the 'professionals' who had dealt with the sea in the past two years often said.
That was the impression that the sirens left on most land races, or strictly speaking, the impression that they left on their 'friends'. In this world, very few people would look at and feel the other side of the deep-sea creatures from the hostile standpoint of the deep-sea creatures. Perhaps it was because the nature of this race was so friendly and gentle that almost no one could really be their enemy.
So for thousands of years, only the Storm Children had experienced the moral side of the lords of the sea. And now, a group of dark priests living in the wasteland had gained this honor.
As if ten thousand claps of thunder were exploding beside him, a tremendous force crushed the high platform of the ancient fortress. The huge tentacles that reminded people of some kind of deep-sea monster smashed down, smashing the solid man-made rock formation that had stood to this day into pieces. The sea monster, who called itself the "Lord of the Deep Sea War," did not use any weapons and equipment. Just by relying on its astonishing "body," it almost completely destroyed the entire platform. The rainwater rose outside the fortress and even rose on the plain in defiance of gravity, forming a "mountain" made of water. And in the rolling waves, countless tentacles danced under the water. The dizzying patterns flickered and swam on the surface of the tentacles, setting off a tsunami-like roar in Banor's mind, making him unable to think completely.
In the long process of studying and devouring the remains of the Lord of Storms, the sirens had mastered the authority of the sea. The runes on the surface of their bodies were an extension of this authority. And for the more powerful sirens, these runes were not only a passive pattern, but also a means of attack that could be actively controlled. By rearranging the position of the runes and enhancing the effect of certain nodes, they could also turn the runes with healing effects into the 'Heart-Rending Matrix' that could destroy the enemy's mind. As the most powerful lord of war in the deep sea, Vanessa knew this very well.
Her massive sea demon form was one of Antavine's most powerful weapons.
In the puddles that were about to overflow the platform, Banor struggled to maintain his position. His body had changed into a completely different appearance in the continuous battle, becoming even larger, more bloated, weirder, and more twisted. In order to survive, he unleashed his dark divine arts to the limit, turning himself into an alien creature made of intertwined roots, flesh, and bones. He stood in the torrential rain like a stitched body with the outline of a human. This stitched giant was twice as tall as the largest 'behemoth', but compared to Vanessa who was in the form of a sea demon, he was still as insignificant as a salted fish.
Looking up, Banor stared at the 'Lord of Deep Sea War' who had a massive female upper body and a sea demon lower body. He let out a furious roar that could no longer be classified as a human voice. He knew that he could not go back today. Even if the sirens retreated from the battlefield, his uncontrollable body would disintegrate in the next half a month. The fear of death had already turned into monstrous anger and hatred. Infinite dark red energy flowed between his flesh and blood, instantly condensing into dozens of thick light pillars that pierced the tentacles that were spreading out of the water.
He did not try to attack the 'weak points' such as the head and heart of the enemy's human body, although the latter's raised body seemed to be a good target. However, it turned out that such attacks were useless. The bizarre 'human body' was just a disguise. There was no weakness at all. After the skull was blown open, there was only water inside, and it would regrow in a few seconds. The surrounding tentacles, on the other hand, although they could regrow, once the runic structure on their surface was destroyed, it seemed that they could indeed cause some damage to the 'Lord of War'.
Some of the tentacles dodged the light beams, but a few still hit Vanessa's body. The powerful power of death and decay instantly necrotized and fell off the tentacles, becoming part of the surging waves around. But Vanessa did not seem to feel the pain at all. She just looked curiously at Banor, who had changed his appearance. "You can transform too? Can you change into another one? "
The blow just now had consumed an astonishing amount of magic power. His body, which was already on the verge of losing control, was on the verge of being torn apart by the violent impact of the magic backfire. The raging power in his body almost exhausted him just to suppress it. But compared to the excessive consumption of magic power, the mental damage was more unbearable for Banor. He looked around at the surging waves that had completely drowned the fortress. The waves were no longer rainwater. Some kind of salty smell reminded him that this place was gradually turning into a 'sea', and in this turbulent sea and endless rain, the clergy and the army of mutants that survived the bombardment were long gone.
Only a few dark clerics were still alive. They huddled on the few exposed walls, floating planks, and tree trunks, shivering in the wind and rain. Sirens, armed with tridents and particle assault rifles, swam around them like sharks. The dark clerics had given up resistance, and there was nowhere to run. Because under their feet, in the depths of the waves, there were countless more massive and terrible shadows …
Banor withdrew his gaze. Great despair finally filled his mind. He felt that the magic in his body was gradually going out of control. His body that was barely stabilized began to crumble uncontrollably. He looked up and saw that the huge female body was looking down at him. Even if it was just a gaze of pure curiosity, his eyes seemed to be filled with indescribable contempt and humiliation. Coupled with those runes that were flashing under the surface of the water incessantly roaring in his mind, he finally felt that a thread in his mind had completely snapped.
He opened his completely formless' arm 'and gathered the most powerful magic power he had ever gathered in his life. Countless tiny light spots floated out of his body, from the corpses of the dark clerics in the surrounding sea, and even from the bodies of his followers who were still alive. Amidst the cries and wails of his former compatriots, an extremely compressed black-red light ball appeared in front of Banor's chest. The light around the light ball was distorted and even abnormally reflected the scene behind the light ball.
"Die!!!" Banor roared. He did not try to 'launch' the light ball because just maintaining its existence had already exhausted all his power. So he chose to detonate it on the spot.
A blinding flash accompanied by countless wild and chaotic thunderbolts burst out with Banor as the center. Vanessa felt the lethal power at that moment and was shocked. "… I'm shocked!!"
Then countless tentacles instantly rolled up from the nearby waves, and the end of each tentacle was tightly wrapped with a large force field stabilizing device. In the nick of time, the war lord used his tentacles to surround the explosion point. The force field generator was at full power, and a spherical shell was formed in the blink of an eye. The center of the shell was all the magic that Banor had unleashed.
The low roar shook the nearby sea, and some magic leaked out from the gap of the shield and evaporated a large amount of water on the already shattered platform. Even the rain seemed to have paused for a moment, and then everything was settled.
The explosion in the center of the protective force field came and went quickly. After the violent explosion, there was nothing left. Vanessa slowly put down the tentacles around her and threw the force field generator that had been damaged in the overload aside. She looked at the empty platform, a little stunned. The rapidly surging waves then drowned everything.
"He's really a man of his word …"
She then looked around and saw the scattered Dark High Priests bobbing up and down in the water. The process of Banor absorbing the magic power had almost cost them their lives, but they were indeed still alive. It was just that they were so weak that they couldn't even move a branch.
The nearby siren soldiers swarmed and captured all the captives.
Vanessa thought for a moment and slowly retracted the tentacles that were clinging to the fortress. Her body shrunk little by little in the rain, and the rain from the sky also slowly stopped. The turbulent waves on the plain subsided and evaporated at a speed visible to the naked eye. They either returned to the sky or seeped deep into the ground, and blobs of 'pure water' separated from the waves in the process, becoming unarmed 'engineer sirens'.
During the entire battle, it was these "engineer" sirens who had been maintaining the rainfall, the water accumulation, and the "sea transformation" of the entire area. Their next mission was to dry the plain again and return it to its original state.
This was how the sirens fought on dry land. They had three main types of personnel on the battlefield: generals, soldiers, and battlefields. This was the experience they had learned on this "dry and water-deficient" planet.
Vanessa retracted her power and transformed back into the form of a snake-tailed siren. She wandered among the ruins of the fortress that she had almost completely demolished, and at the same time, she commanded the soldiers to clean up the battlefield and collect the captives. At this moment, she suddenly heard Kassandra's voice. "General, are you okay? I just sensed a very large energy explosion on your side … "
"I'm fine. The battle is over, and the damage is not great. I have also captured a few captives. General Byron may be interested in the secrets in the minds of these dark clerics … if they do indeed have a 'brain' structure."
"Okay, I'll tell General Byron the news now." Kassandra sounded relieved. "But the energy explosion on your side just now …"
"I met a good opponent who keeps his word," General Vanessa sighed softly. She looked back at the castle platform where the fierce battle had just taken place. The broken and shaky platform had now lost the buoyancy support of the water and collapsed right before her eyes. "Well fought. He is a brave warrior …"
"An opponent who keeps his word? A brave warrior? "Kassandra could not follow General Vanessa's train of thought." What are you talking about? "
"It should be the supreme commander of this place. He fought with me for a long time, and then suddenly said 'die' loudly to me. Then he died on the spot." Vanessa looked into the distance. The dark clouds in the sky had dispersed, and the approaching evening sun shone on her brilliant scales and long hair. The war lord from the deep sea was full of admiration for the opponent she had met today. "He is not careless at all …"
"General Vanessa?"
"Huh?"
"I think you may have misunderstood something … But forget it, it's nothing important." Kassandra's voice was a little strange. It sounded like she wanted to say something, but soon she changed the topic. "General Byron's marines have just cleaned up the mutants wandering around the landing point and repaired the magic net hub near the Aldo River. We have now restored direct communication with the Kingdom of Kaolin and the Silver Empire. So far, the communication between the north-south battlefield of the Roren Continent is working normally."
"Oh, oh, that's a good thing." Vanessa suddenly smiled. As a professional soldier, she knew the significance of restoring communication. "Then I will get someone to sort out the battlefield report as soon as possible. Our friend Cecil needs to know the situation here as soon as possible."
"Yes," Kassandra replied. "There's one more thing. This place is not far from the Greta Fortress of the Kingdom of Kaolin. We just learned that the King of Kaolin, Aldris, is personally guarding the fortress. General Byron plans to bring his men to meet with his allies. He hopes that you can go too. Is it convenient for you?"
Vanessa raised her head and looked in the direction of Greta Fortress. She had seen the human fortress before she landed, so she knew where it was.
"The king of the Kingdom of Kaolin … No problem. At this time, it is necessary to meet with our allies. I will go back to the Sea Abyss Pacifier to meet you as soon as possible."
Kassandra's voice was heard. "Okay, when will you arrive? I will make arrangements with General Byron. "
Vanessa thought for a moment and rolled up a usable lightwave blade from the ground with her tail. She pointed the blade at her head and said casually, "I will be there in about a minute."
"… You don't have to rush! Just use a more normal way to get back! "
…
In the southern part of the battlefield, the towering Greta Fortress was still standing between the mountains. In front of the fortress, the shocking "storm" had finally ended.
Aldris and Lorraine stood on the observation tower of the fortress. They watched the water on the plain receding at an alarming rate and could not recover from the shock for a long time.
The torrential rain and the rolling waves on the plains were still deeply imprinted in their minds.
At the closest distance, the boundary of the "water world" was only a dozen meters away from the wall of Greta Fortress. Aldris saw a water wall rising from the ground, but the boundary of the water wall was neatly cut by a sharp blade. Until the end of the battle, the outer wall of Greta Fortress was still dry.
"… What a terrifying power," Lorraine finally whispered after a long silence.
"It is said that they used to be a civilization that could travel the universe. But because of an accident, they fell to this backward planet," Aldris sighed softly. "Fortunately, the Cecil Empire found a way to make this race a friend."
Lorraine nodded and turned to look at the empty space behind the observation deck. A few sea monsters were chatting and laughing there. They seemed to be carefree.
The young prince hesitated and said, "These ladies …"
"Take good care of them. When General Byron and the siren general arrive, they will be fine," Aldris said in a low voice. Then he could not help but look at the place covered by the "storm" just now. He recalled the scene of the sirens descending from the sky and hanging on the castle tower and the flagpole. The human king's expression became a little strange. "How could this be …"
He was too embarrassed to say the second half of the sentence.
The upper and lower limits of this race were really unfathomable.
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