The appearance of the Dark Elves shocked everyone who was fighting. Laing's first reaction was that it was impossible. How could the Dark Elves work together with the Specter pirates?
However, when the Knight King's second reaction came to his mind, Laing realized that nothing was impossible.
What was the relationship between the Dark Elves and the Chaos Barbarians? They were enemies.
What was the relationship between the Dark Elves and the Green Skin, Ratmen, and Orcs? They were enemies.
What was the relationship between the Dark Elves and the Specter and Lizardmen? They were enemies.
What about the Humans and Dwarves? They were enemies.
What was the relationship between the Dark Elves and the High Elves? It was a blood feud that wouldn't end until one of them was dead! Olica said that in the distant and cold Nagaros, Duruqi's largest talent market, Karl Kalonde, anyone could become a slave, a laborer, a commodity, or a servant to be sold. Only the High Elves couldn't. The outcome of the High Elves being captured by the Dark Elves was to be cruelly tortured and sacrificed to the God of Blood, Kane.
The question was, as an Elf God, why did Kane enjoy slaughtering the High Elves so much?
The reason was simple. Kane believed that true peace could only be achieved through a large number of conflicts, and the only way to achieve true peace was to kill all the other Elven Gods. Kane believed that only slaughter could bring meaning to life. The God of Blood Hand had always allowed his followers to do whatever they wanted as long as they didn't violate a few of his basic teachings.
By the way, Cain loved Lilith dearly.
Therefore, perhaps to the Humans, Elves, and Dwarves, in order to protect their civilization and the world, they could temporarily put aside their past conflicts and hatred and fight side by side. But to the Dark Elves, in order to eliminate the High Elves, they could ally with the Specter, Chaos, and the Green Skin. Racial hatred was their number one priority.
The Dark Elves' fleet appeared in the northeast direction of the High Elves' fleet. It looked like the three forces had surrounded them. While Laing was still analyzing the situation, the huge Hell Sea Dragon had launched an attack.
The Dark Elf General Allen Hydra Blood was controlling this huge Hell Sea Dragon. He was holding a spear soaked in dark magic, and using a mysterious language, he commanded the Hell Sea Dragon to attack the High Elves. The Hell Sea Dragon wasn't a meek and easy to tame super vicious beast, so the Dark Elves didn't control it in a polite way. If the Hell Sea Dragon was obedient, then it would be fine. If it didn't, then the dark magic spear would pierce into its body, and the intense pain and exploding magic would cause the Hell Sea Dragon great pain.
The Hell Sea Dragon......... and Olica appeared beside him with her Magic Staff.... Laing was still deciding... and Magic.............. was........................... .... Go and protect Tegris! "
......... Laing frowned. "The Hell Sea Dragon seems to be heading for Forgan."
"No, Master. This is Duruzi's usual tactic, Cain's Beheading Tactic." Olica said to Laing seriously. "This tactic is to charge straight into the enemy's formation. When they get close, they will suddenly scatter a small number of troops to the two wings to attract the enemy's pursuit. Then, they will concentrate all the troops to take down the enemy's commander. Master, the Dark Elves only have one goal, and that is."
"Understood!" Laing immediately understood. He hesitated for a moment and immediately shouted to Forgan. "Brother, go and support the High Elves! Protect Tegris! "
"Okay." Forgan didn't say much. He immediately motioned for his Phoenix Guards to follow. "Phoenix Guards, follow me!"
"Suria, Bertrand, Davu, follow me." Laing's expression quickly changed from hesitation to determination. "Where are my Old Guard?"
"The Old Guard will always follow His Majesty!" the Old Guard shouted.
"Okay!" Leon vented his anger. "Soldiers, follow your king. Let go of your worries, let go of your fears, and follow me closely!"
A psionic storm surged, and the power of the Void poured into Laing's body. The Knight King was surrounded by flames and lightning. He turned around and mounted the Griffin Empris. Behind him, Suria also turned around and mounted her Pegasus. The large Griffin spread its wings and left the deck, leaving a rainbow in its wake. Suria followed closely behind.
The Old Guard looked at Laing's actions in disbelief. They didn't understand why their king would choose to leave them, but Laing didn't let them wonder for too long. The psionic vortex became brighter and brighter. Finally, the sea rolled, and the wreckage floated to the surface of the sea under Laing's power. They rose into the sky and formed a path forward.
Everyone was stunned by this miracle.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty crossed the rainbow and created a path for us! "
"Advance, Old Guard, follow His Majesty!"
The Drowned Ones' fleet soon discovered the army that had crossed the rainbow and was charging towards them. The sky began to boil, and the surface of the sea was distorted by the powerful psionic storm and vortex. The Old Guard charged with their king, and military songs resounded throughout the battlefield.
"I like fried onions! This is a good onion!"
"I like fried onions, I like onions, I like onions!"
"Advance, comrades, advance, comrades!"
"Advance, advance, advance."
"Knight King, it's the Knight King. He's come to listen to my beautiful song!" Madam Cyrosta circled in the air excitedly. "The real battle has only just begun. Ohhhhhhhhh!"
The sea trembled because of his arrival. The sea water was constantly bursting with water due to the bombardment of the cannons. The wild sky was filled with arrows and bullets flying everywhere. The air was hissing because of these terrible war machines, emitting a burning smell. Blinding lightning, light blue psionic energy, and platinum flames raged in the sky. Laing personally charged at the front, and his target was Cyrosta's flagship, the Lamprey. In the previous artillery battle, the Lamprey was already very close to the Enterprise.
The spectral singer saw the Old Guard, wearing a dark blue coat and half-dwarf exquisite rune plate armor, lined up neatly and charging towards her along the rainbow bridge that Laing had set up. Instead of being angry, she was happy. She knew that the Knight King had come to listen to her performance. The Knight King had come to listen to her performance. Although it was not the same Knight King, she did not care.
The undead pirates swarmed forward, trying to use their muskets to stop the enemy's advance. However, the Old Guard had Laing's protection. Their figures flashed in the air, advancing fearlessly like ancient human heroes. They rushed towards the Lamprey. The heroic great swordsmen carried their greatswords and were ready to fight. The halberds had already found their next target, and the musketeers had already begun to attack the enemy. The mercury bullets and long-barreled muskets produced by the Nur Military Factory had a much higher range than the undead pirates' musketeers.
The undead army was flustered by the Old Guard. The deep-sea guards and undead pirates could not do anything to the Old Guard's strict military formation and were quickly overwhelmed and scattered.
The Gryphon Ipris spread its wings, and the roar of the behemoth caused the soulfire in the undead's eyes to tremble. Laing held Mjolnir in his hand and rode Ipris down from the sky. He carried the fury of the Lake Fairy and was ready to mercilessly judge the enemy.
Celesta opened her Bordero fan and tried to summon a series of abyssal seawater to swallow the enemy. However, Laing raised his warhammer. The power of undead magic was no match for Laing's pure psionic power. The tsunami was evaporated and the corrosive fog was swept away. No one could stop the Knight King, the queen, and the Old Guard from advancing.
Seeing that the Knight King was getting closer and closer, Madam Celesta immediately cast a spell. The stinking seawater and undead magic formed a whirlpool and led a group of cursed undead knights to meet Laing. They were all knights who had died in the shipwreck. Now, they had all turned into spirits. They advanced in a spear formation in the air. In the past, they had always been successful.
"In the name of the Lady, I shall grant you liberation!" Sulia swung the Sword of Lyonassi. Her body was emitting an endless amount of glorious light and sacred fire. Seeing that the honorable knights were still being controlled by undead magic even after their deaths, the female knight's anger could not be quenched. She even ran faster than her husband.
The two armies clashed in the air and the undead knights dissipated like the morning mist.
Madam Celesta couldn't believe that her trump card had been defeated so easily. However, she knew that she had to be prepared because the enemy was coming!
On the other side, the Hell Sea Dragon was wreaking havoc on the sea. Just as Olica had expected, the dark elves sent out two small boats to distract the enemy while the Hell Sea Dragon went straight for the high elves' giant phoenix ship. The gigantic sea beast quickly entangled the giant phoenix ship with its astonishing speed. At that moment, the high elves' morale was shaken due to the pincer attack of the Hell Sea Dragon. Under the fierce attacks of the Hell Sea Dragon, the entire giant phoenix ship let out cracking sounds. It was the sound of wood cracking on a large scale. When the elite sailors heard this sound, their expressions changed drastically. However, the dark elves wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity. They threw their hooks onto the deck of the giant phoenix ship and the dark elves boarded the elite ship.
However, just as they boarded the giant ship, in the next second, a group of purple figures appeared on the deck. Their illusory figures quickly slaughtered the first wave of dark elves who had boarded the deck.
The king's son, the geno prototype, the commander of the Ashes Army, and the purple phoenix, Fu Gen, stood there proudly. He cut off one of the Hell Sea Dragon's claws with one sword. The giant beast let out a painful cry as its claws temporarily left the deck of the elite ship.
The dark elves were quickly massacred. Their tactic of going straight for the enemy's commander had been seen through. The Ashes Army and the Brittany army had not been mobilized. The dark elf general, Allen Hydra Blood, had to personally lead his Hydra guards into the battlefield. However, Fu Gen sneered and said, "You think you are worthy of being called a Hydra?"
"A high-grade sacrifice. I will offer your soul and flesh to Kane! For the Blood Hand God! " The dark elf general said furiously and passionately. Kane's endless desire for blood and the art of killing drove his martial arts to become more and more exquisite and superb. Behind him, the dark elf crossbowmen raised the crossbows in their hands and pulled the trigger at Fu Gen and the others.
"A lowly thing. Your head is not worth a single cent. I will throw it into the sea." Fu Gen clenched the golden power sword, Glory, in his hand. Even in the storm of shells and bullets, the purple phoenix was still so elegant and so dashing. He gave the Hus Sword Saint and the Lotharn Sea Guards the illusion that the elves were a more vulgar and backward race in front of him.
The moment the two sides clashed, the purple phoenix's blade pierced through the dark elf general's neck under the mask. Allen Hydra Blood could not believe that he was defeated in one move. He let out a shrill cry, but this could not stop his destruction. Without the dark elf general's command, the Hell Sea Dragon had lost control and became more and more violent. It not only attacked the high elves but also the dark elves at the same time.
At the same time, Fu Gen's battle did not stop. The purple phoenix jumped up and drew the most beautiful parabola in the air, rushing towards the Hell Sea Dragon just like that. He wanted to personally face this giant beast.
"Great spell, Eye of the Storm!" Tegris also prepared his next spell. The tall mage held the Lilith Staff tightly, and a violent magic wind gathered in the ghost fleet, forming an Eye of the Storm with a diameter of dozens of meters. All the ships of the ghost fleet immediately found themselves sucked into the giant vortex formed by the Eye of the Storm, and in the center of the Eye of the Storm was a huge storm of air. The air mass spun rapidly, and the entire vortex spun faster and faster. Chain lightning shot out from the Eye of the Storm randomly, blasting two nearby undead battleships into pieces.
Without the command of the dark elf general, the dark elf army was quickly defeated. They were the last to arrive, but they were the first to retreat from the battlefield.
Even the Shadow Ghost could not resist such a terrifying spell. The commander of the ghost fleet, Waghurst, knew that today's surprise attack had failed. He ordered a retreat.
The terrifying ghost ships were not affected by any terrain. They gradually retreated from the battlefield, leaving behind a large number of wreckages.
At this point, all of Sirosta's allies had been expelled from the battlefield.
The ghost singer could not care less. At this time, Laing, Suria, and the Old Guard had already boarded the ship. Madam Sirosta's Deep Sea Guards and the Deep Sea Songsters were in charge of blocking the enemy under Sirosta's orders. But this time, they were facing the Knight King and his Old Guard. Even so, they could not avoid the imminent end.
Amidst flashes of lightning and flames, Laing approached. Undead Paladin Robert Bartelmi stepped forward to meet the Knight King head-on. He was surrounded by a ghostly light. A dead Expedition Paladin attempted to deal some damage to Laing, but Laing only summoned a bolt of lightning and the Expedition Paladin was blasted into smithereens. The Deep Sea Guards and Sirosta launched a series of fierce attacks at Laing, but they were immediately swept away by Impris's wings. The Old Guard rushed over, while Suria rushed in front of Sirosta. The ghost singer could feel the strength of the enemy and had no choice but to face Suria personally.
The abyssal spells were stopped by the divine flames and golden light around Suria, but she still had to defeat Madam Sirosta with her own strength. Laing, on the other hand, faced the undead paladin.
"You are destined to be the next undead to be resurrected. You don't know what hatred is at all! When your body is soaked in cold sweat and cold hatred, it will be time for you to join us, Knight King, "the undead paladin said slowly.
"Your cursed soul will be purified and you will return to the world with freedom," Laing said coldly.
The undead paladin didn't say anything else. He only raised his shield, which had Bordero's trident emblem on it. The Knight King and the undead paladin faced each other. Laing's first strike shattered Barthelmi's shield. Laing's movements were swift and violent. His psionic flames burned the undead paladin's cursed soul. Before the undead paladin's blade could reach Laing, he had no choice but to withdraw his sword to defend himself. Laing took advantage of the situation and smashed Barthelmi's shoulder armor. Barthelmi's spiritual body let out a painful cry. His cursed soul was being roasted on an iron plate by Laing's psionic might.
Laing didn't intend to give him any chance. Knight King jumped down from the griffin and let Ipris do whatever he wanted. The two knights began a great battle of champions. Laing held a hammer in one hand and a sword in the other. Knight King beat Barthelmi to the point where he couldn't even lift his head.
The old guards were fortunate enough to witness this epic battle. Ryan's ferocious attacks had smashed the resistance of The Seven Gills. His figure flashed repeatedly. Wherever he passed, there were only green flames and light blue lights in the void. He released an invisible force field, suppressing Barthelmi until his knees went soft. The undead paladin was engulfed in pain. He had never felt that a battle was such a terrible torture.
The undead paladin's movements were already slow. His hands and feet were filled with lead. Vengeance drew an arc in the air and cut Barthelmi's hand that was holding the sword in half. The undead paladin, who had no power to fight back, was lifted up by the neck. Laing's cold and angry eyes greeted him, "It's over. Enjoy your peace."
"No, it's not … that easy. Knight King, even if it's you, don't even think about killing a … dead person. I … have a long life. I am immortal!" The undead paladin knew that he couldn't fight against the Knight King in front of him. However, he was a ghost. He wouldn't die so easily. His body could be destroyed, but he would be reforged.
Ryan didn't say anything else. The Knight King turned around, and the Goddess of Vengeance streaked across the sky like a stream of light, directly entering the Undead Holy Knight's chest. The next second, Bartelmi's cursed soul and body were devoured by the Mana Whirlpool.
The undead paladin lowered his head and looked at the blade of Vengeance. He opened his mouth.
Then, he was completely swallowed by the spiritual fire.
"In front of my eyes, there is only darkness …"
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