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Once upon a time in Brittany, there was a voluptuous singer who was best at opera. She was once famous throughout the Old World. No matter where she went, everyone fought to see her perform. For more than a decade, the operas she performed and the songs she sang made her the most popular star in the entertainment world. All the dukes and even the king of Brittany invited her to perform. She once sang in the glass hall of Boleon for three consecutive days.
In the end, this singer attracted the attention of the High Elves. In order to build a good relationship with the High Elves, the Knight King sent a fleet to escort her to Ossouin to perform.
However, this fleet never reached its destination. It encountered a terrifying storm and was eventually buried in the deep sea.
Originally, the story should have ended there, but things always developed in the worst direction. The destroyed ship was gradually sucked into the maelstrom of the burial ship graveyard. There, the singer was revived. She became an Undead, a ghost that was neither dead nor alive. Her original memories and passion of the past were blurred. All that was left was obsession and resentment. She hated the Brittany because if not for the orders of the Knight King, she wouldn't have sunk to the bottom of the sea. Her heart was filled with obsession. She always remembered that she owed the High Elves a performance.
Even if she was already dead! The High Elves had to prick up their ears to listen to her singing!
Therefore, when Count Noktras found her and proposed an alliance, the singer immediately agreed. She would float out of the abyss and sink Ossouin. She would let the entire world hear her death song.
The singer of the sea, Madam Cyrosta – Fin of Terror and her fleet of Drowned Ones, joined the battlefield.
This fleet had a total of twenty-three warships. They were eight medium-sized gunboats, six wolf-ships (capital ships equipped with many medium-sized cannons), five wolf-ships (equipped with small cannons, mainly used to protect the large warships and close combat), and four battleships.
Among them, the largest was Madam Cyrosta's flagship, the Lamprey. It carried two zombie pirate sailors, five zombie pirate archers, one Siren undead legion, one Zombie Demon legion, and fifteen Karon cannons.
At the same time, the Undead Paladin, Robert Bartelmi, a great Paladin from Bordero, had been forcefully resurrected and pledged his loyalty to Madam Cyrosta. Even though he didn't like music at all, his will had been distorted by his absolute hatred for the living and the influence of necromancy. "Madam, we're ready!"
"Very well, it's time for the High Elves, Brittany Knights, and the entire world to listen to the beautiful song of me, Cyrosta — Fin of Terror." The singer of the sea spun her round body in a circle. Even though she was a spirit, her body was still very cumbersome. However, as she opened the Bordero fan in her hand and let out the first high note from her throat, the entire fleet of Drowned Ones immediately swept towards the human and High Elven fleet!
The fleet appeared to the southwest of the Enterprise. Laing and the others were now facing a pincer attack. In the north, the ghost warship, Shadow Specter, led by Waghurst, continued to advance after a short pause. The cannons on the warship roared. Although the accuracy of the cannons wasn't very good and the high-precision warship was moving at an extremely fast speed, at close range, at least two to three cannons were able to hit the body of the phoenix warship. On the deck, Tegris had already ordered the phoenix on the giant warship to move out. The phoenix was more than three meters long and had a wingspan of nearly five meters. It drew a blazing flame in the air and swooped down at a low altitude, burning a dozen ghost pirates on the ghost warship to ashes and dissipating into the air.
Right on the heels of that, Teglis summoned a flock of crows to stop the undead jumpers from approaching. The Eagle Claw Ballista continued to fire, and over a hundred bolts flew through the air, each accurately hitting the target.
However, the High Elves were still too few in number. The phoenix was ultimately not a dragon.
Faced with the siege of three battleships, the phoenix warship was still struggling to hold on.
On the other side, Laing and the others were not in a good situation either.
The amazing power of the ironclad warships and the ghost pirates personally led by Laing and Forgen had defeated the onslaught of the ghost fleet. However, they immediately found that the Drowned Ones were collectively firing at their fleet.
The first wave of shots did not hit a single target. Only a series of water pillars exploded in the sea near the two ironclad warships. Laing immediately signaled the Old Guard to return to the Enterprise. Knight King shouted to Suria, who was coming towards them, "Suria, what's the situation?"
"The Enterprise is fine. The enemy's cannons can't penetrate our armor." Suria held the Sword of Lyonassai in her hand and wore a full set of vibranium plate armor blessed by the Divine King. Her valiant figure was not tainted with a trace of blood. Only the Sword of Lyonassai, which was burning with golden flames, shone brightly. Knight King had killed six ghost pirates and a zombie demon who were trying to jump ship. "But the Landuin is not doing well. Lord Mountbatten and General Oudino have requested our support."
"Let Juan bring the Knights of the Burning Sun to support them. And where are our helicopters?" Amidst the rain of bullets and the roar of cannons, Laing kept giving orders. "Send helicopters to support the Landuin. Also, keep an eye on the Arabi Burning Cutlass!"
The next second, the destructive power of the Elemental Spirits swept across the battlefield. It was the Gold Mage! He summoned the Elemental Lords. The figures of the Sea Elemental Lords appeared from the sea. They let out vicious screams and spat out large amounts of seawater from their mouths, sweeping away the ghost pirates. The Wind Elemental Spirits blew at the sails of the Burning Cutlass violently and agitatedly, allowing the giant ship to quickly leave the battlefield. Then, the Fire Elemental Lords appeared from the gale. They spat out flames and swallowed the ghost fleet's ships.
"Paratrooper No. 1 Jed the Sincere, ready!!!" The Dwarf's rotor helicopter was activated. The Sulphur Revolving Machine Guns spat out tongues of fire to support the Landuin. Mu Xilon's Coldstream Guards were fighting with the ghost pirates. They were famous for their tenacity and tenacity. They would never let the name of Landuin be tarnished!
As spirits, the sirens were almost invulnerable. Flintlocks and weapons could not cause enough damage to these ghosts. But they did not show off for long. The Burning Sun Knights led by Juan Carlos Sunwatcher arrived at the battlefield. They boarded the deck of the Landuin with the help of a few planks. The weapons in their hands were blessed by the War Goddess Priests and burned with raging flames and divine power that belonged to Mirmidia. The sirens were turned into ashes in front of the Burning Sun Knights.
"Full rudder to starboard!" Laing roared. "All ironclads, full rudder to starboard! Full speed! "
The two ironclads turned at full speed. More than one sailor or soldier was thrown off the ship. The soldiers swayed left and right. On the other hand, the ghost pirates who had just boarded the Enterprise and the Saint Sophia were also thrown off the deck. The rest were immediately slaughtered by the people led by Laing and Forgen.
The speed of the ironclad was not fast. As the triple-headed main gun and the hull slowly turned, the Enterprise made a sharp turn to the right. One of the Drowned Destroyer's cannons hit the side of the ship. The giant ship trembled slightly, but only a shallow mark was left on the hull.
On the side of the Enterprise was a row of Dwarf cannons. The nineteen cannons ranged from eight-pounder to twelve-pounder. Of course, the cannons produced by the Dwarves were much better than the cannons of the ghost pirates, whether in terms of firing speed or power.
"Side, fire!" Little Sol Green loudly ordered. The dwarven cannons fired together after some simple adjustments. Although only one of the nineteen cannons hit the enemy, the small undead gunship still suffered heavy damage. There was a big hole in the bow of the ship, and an undead pirate's leg was blown away.
A non-stop rain of fire poured out from the two ironclads. The number of hits in the first three rounds was nothing to write home about. It made Laing wonder if it was just luck that the triple-headed cannons had taken out the ghost battleship in the first round. But from the fourth round onwards, the power of the ironclads began to show. One after another, ships of Waghurst's ghost fleet and the Drowned Fleet began to sink. The remaining warships braved the cannon fire and charged at the ironclads, but the effect was not good. The ghost ships were shot one after another. The small and medium-sized warships were in danger of sinking after two or three hits. The eight-pounder cannon of the ghost ships could only damage the soldiers on the deck or the cannons on the side of the ship.
Lane stood alone on the deck, holding Thor's Hammer. He swung the hammer to knock away the skeleton cannonballs that were flying toward him. He then summoned a spirit storm to burn the sirens. Gray Knight's geno prototype summoned a spirit force field. It deflected most of the bullets and cannonballs that were flying toward the deck. "Hang in there! The enemy cannons cannot damage our ironclads! "
"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!" The sailors and soldiers burst out with cheers of victory. This was the power of the ironclads.
"My lady, if this continues, we will not win," the unholy knight said coldly. "Please allow me to lead a team of sirens and a team of deep sea guards to deal with the enemy."
"How holy, how glorious, and how doomed the knights are to fail. If they are not willing to listen to my song, they are doomed to die in the tsunami!" Madam Cyrosta's robust and round spiritual body danced in the air as she spun in circles. "But now, we have won a chance! A chance!" she said in a high-pitched voice.
"Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble ~ ~ ~" Fiery light shot out in all directions. Countless corpses and wreckage floated on the surface of the sea. An unforeseen event suddenly occurred on the battlefield. The originally turbulent surface of the sea suddenly swelled up in a huge semicircle.
A giant sea dragon emerged from the whirlpool. It was a few dozen meters long and seven or eight meters wide. Its giant body twisted in the sea, allowing the waves and tsunamis to roll around it. Its dark blue scales and sharp claws shone under the sun. It opened its mouth and let out a roar that shook the sky and the sea. "Roar!"
Then, it aimed its sharp claws at the Phoenix Battleship, which was still in the middle of a fierce battle, and smashed a circle of guardrails on the side of the battleship and a small part of the deck into pieces. Rotherne's soldiers and Hous' Blademasters screamed in pain as they fell into the sea. Even Tegris almost fell into the sea. "Hellish Sea Dragon! What is this? "
The sea dragon then turned around and swung its huge tail at the Saint Sophia. The sturdy iron ship was shaken by the attack, and the soldiers of the Ash Legion fell to the ground.
The sea water flowed down the back of the giant sea dragon, forming a spectacular waterfall. Only then did everyone notice that there was a large black spiked fortress to the north of the sea dragon.
"It's the Misfortune Plunder Tower. This is the Duruqi Navy." Olica, who was casting spells on the bridge, finally lost her composure.
The spires on the back of the scales were filled with deadly Reaper crossbow cannons. Hundreds of terrifying bolts rained down on the human fleet. Those who were hit by the bolts were either dead or severely injured. After that, the doors of the spires opened. Black Ark Pirates and Black Ark Crossbowmen swarmed out from within, charging towards the High Elves and humans at the same time!
"Lord Kraken of Kalond Kaal, the vanguard appointed by the God Bless Evil Faction Rosia – Fallen Heart, the Dreadlord Allen – Hydra Blood is here." A dark elf general appeared on the back of the Hell sea dragon. He waved his dagger calmly. "According to our agreement with the undead pirates, today is the end of these cousins and the humans! Their blood is a gift to the Bloodhand God! "
"For the Witch King, for Nagaros, for Kane!"
"Advance, Duruqi!"
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