Just as Laing was dealing with the Undead Paladin, the duel between Suria and Sirosta – Fin of Terror had also come to an end.
Without a doubt, Sirosta – Fin of Terror was a beginner sacred-level Undead Sorcerer. She was very powerful and had abyssal spells that no one, at least not Laing and the rest, understood. If an ordinary Knight were to deal with such a Sorcerer, they would generally probe for a long time carefully because no one knew what spells a Sorcerer would cast and how to deal with them.
Moreover, Sirosta's abyssal spells were very special. She had a complete set of summoning, support, and direct damage spells. This powerful strength was also her capital to dominate the sea. Basically, there were very few Sorcerers of the same level who were her match.
However, her luck was very bad today. She encountered Suria. Under the personal guidance of the emperor, the female Knight's swordsmanship and strength had exceeded the range that Sirosta could deal with. Every strike of hers was more powerful than the previous one. In the beginning, Sirosta could barely deal with Suria's swordsmanship with his experience, but she soon found herself in danger.
To make matters worse, spells were ineffective against Sulia. Regardless of whether it was a spell that dealt direct damage or a debuff, none of the spells had any effect. The Sword of Lyonassai in the female knight's hand had a powerful anti-magic power. After a few slashes, Sirosta was forced to float in the air, retreating while fighting.
The deck of the Lamprey was now in a chaotic battle. Bertrand and Davu led the Old Guard and gradually advanced. The Undead were chopped into pieces and thrown into the sea to feed the fish. Laing even jumped onto another Undead Warship to help fight.
Suria's valiant figure stood at the bow of the Undead Warship. Opposite her was the Undead Singer floating in the air.
The female Knight carefully observed Sirosta's movements. Suria held the Sword of Lyonassai tightly in her hand and adjusted her pace. The knight's sword given to her by the Goddess was burning with golden flames and had a powerful anti-magic power.
Suria had almost relied on the stacked damage of the Wave Stacking Sword to severely injure the enemy in front of her. If not for Sirosta's ghostly form that ignored the terrain and forcibly broke away from the battle when Suria's attack was stacked with three times the damage, perhaps Suria would have ended the battle.
The valiant female Knight held the hilt of her sword. She could feel an endless stream of warmth flowing from her equipment and accessories into her body. She carefully observed Sirosta who was floating in the air. Suria took a deep breath of the sea air and glared at the Undead Singer. that was Brittany's cursed soul. As the Knight King, she had's responsibility to destroy her with with her in's's's'....'s to with the Undead Singer's soul..
"Great Curse! Caraken Drag! " Sirosta rose into the air and unfurled her circular fan. Dozens of splashes erupted from the surface of the sea. Dozens of tentacles, several meters thick, shot towards Suria from all directions. The female Knight's movements were firmly sealed and Suria couldn't find an angle to dodge.
To make matters worse, Suria had an innate fear and disgust towards such oily and disgusting sea creatures. Her reaction was a little slow and a greasy, brownish-red tentacle with suction cups pierced past her head. If that attack had landed, Suria would've been knocked into the sea even if she didn't die.
The sticky liquid on the suction cups disgusted Suria. After dodging the attack by a hair's breadth, the female Knight immediately sheathed her sword. She focused all her attention and clenched her teeth. She quickly retreated a few steps and focused all her attention. She held the Sword of Lyonassai before her chest and slashed out dozens of flashes at a speed that couldn't be seen with the naked eye, shredding all the incoming tentacles.
"Shadow Block!"
A series of clashing sounds and the flames on the Sword of Lyonassai repelled the Caraken's tentacles. Endless sword silhouettes perfectly enveloped the female Knight and the tentacles couldn't deal any damage to Suria. Sirosta, who was flying in the air, was shocked to see that her trump card had been neutralized by Suria. She released an even louder sound and quickly retreated in the air.
Suria could tell that the enemy didn't intend to continue the battle. But how could she be willing to let her prey leave?
She put down the Sword of Lyonassai and gripped the hilt with both hands. She raised the blade towards the sky and her ocean-blue eyes erupted with psionic radiance. Around her, the barrier between the subspace and the real world was disappearing. Then, the female Knight's voice transformed into a beautiful golden ray of light that went straight for Sirosta. It was a speed that surpassed the limits of humans and a power that could shock the great ocean.
Void Dance.
First strike! A vacuum vortex exploded among the Deep-sea Protectors a dozen meters away! More than a dozen Deep-sea Protectors were instantly reduced to dregs!
Second strike! The Sirens surrounding Sirosta exploded. The Sword of Lyonassai swept across and a row of dagger-wielding spirits that had gathered in a frenzy and hatred were instantly reduced to dust!
The third slash created a huge dimensional rift and Sulia's blurry silhouette appeared before Madam Serlosta. A ray of light flashed and the Specter Singer's staff and crown were split into two!
"No, no!" The Specter Singer retreated in a frenzy. She didn't even care about the ship and was prepared to throw herself into the sea to escape from Suria's killing blow!
However, Suria's attack didn't stop.
Fourth strike! Sirosta, who was already falling, was split into two by the golden blade. The flames and terrifying golden energy of the Sword of Lyonassai surged into the Specter Singer's body.
Fifth strike! A huge gust of golden light swept across and a golden scar appeared on Sirosta's body from head to toe. Another golden scar appeared on her waist. A golden cross-shaped scar appeared on the Specter Singer's body. Her body gradually swelled up as the explosive holy energy in her body clashed with her undead magic, causing her body to swell up like a balloon.
At this moment, Suria appeared from the void. The female knight's unparalleled beauty appeared in the air a dozen meters away from the surface of the sea. She calmly sheathed her sword, and the crisp sound of Lyonassai's blade being sheathed rang out.
With a loud boom, a mushroom cloud exploded on the surface of the sea and seawater splashed in all directions.
"In the name of the Lady, the former Bordero Singer, the Specter Pirate Sirosta — Fin of Terror, who has wreaked havoc in the sea for more than a decade, shall be beheaded!" Suria announced loudly in the air. The Brittany and the Ashes Corps gave the Knight King the loudest cheers and applause, which made Suria feel extremely satisfied.
The next second, the female knight, who had used the ultimate move, Void Dance, instantly felt a severe sense of fatigue and emptiness. The psionic energy that Laing had given her had almost been completely used up. Suria's body went limp and was about to fall into the sea when Laing arrived on Griffon Impris. The Knight King waved his hand and caught his wife who was falling into his arms. The king reprimanded, "Suria, you're still not very familiar with the move. You have to choose your landing spot carefully."
"My dear …" Suria looked at her husband with a pitiful expression. There was a hint of dissatisfaction on her exquisite face. "Is there anything else?"
"Also, well done." Laing revealed a gentle smile. "You killed the enemy leader. Well done, my wife."
"Yes!" Suria finally heard what she wanted to hear. Fatigue overwhelmed her. She leaned into her husband's arms and did not say a word.
With the explosion of Lady Sirosta, the Drowned Fleet lost its leader. The remaining undead fleet commanders immediately ordered a retreat.
At the same time, on the other side, Fulgen pulled out his spear, the Serpent God Sotigo, at the Hell Sea Dragon. The god-bestowed spear, which was filled with the aura of the Serpent God Storm, stunned the Hell Sea Dragon. The huge beast roared a few times unwillingly, but in the end, it lowered its head, turned around, and dived into the sea.
Amidst the debris and wreckage that covered the entire sea surface, the great naval battle finally came to an end.
Although it seemed that the joint fleet of the humans and the Goblins had obtained a great victory, their losses were still not small. Tegris's Phoenix Battleship had been badly damaged and was almost unable to sail. Laing's former flagship, the Landuin, was also riddled with holes and could be considered damaged. Only Master Jin's Burning Cutlass did not suffer much damage.
Laing and the others briefly discussed and decided to hang Tegris's Phoenix Battleship behind Fulgen's Saint Sophia, and hang the Landuin behind the Enterprise to continue sailing.
After the incident, Laing even mischievously credited the first place to his wife, Suria. No one had any objections to this. Suria had defeated Sirosta – Fin of Terror, and she deserved the greatest credit.
Among everyone, only Julius's expression did not look too good. He thought to himself, It's fine if I can't beat Laing, but now I can't even beat my sister?
It's really hard to be a brother.
After the battle ended, everyone counted the casualties, arranged for medical treatment, and rested. They did not stay but hurriedly sailed towards Ossouin. Fulgen and the others came to the Enterprise for a meeting.
"This seems to be a trap." In the conference room, Laing, Fulgen, Suria, Bertrand, Davu, Pilazzo, Julius, and the others sat together. Laing frowned. "Brother, do you have this feeling?"
"Compared to a trap, this is more like a premeditated assassination of the Goblin Great Wizard." Fu Gen was still very elegant. There were no traces of previous battles on his body. His silver hair hung down from his shoulders without any bifurcations. There was a cup of Arabi coffee in front of the Son of the Emperor gene prototype. He skillfully added sugar into the coffee and stirred it slowly with a small silver spoon. "The undead fleet seems to have a grudge against the elves, and from the looks of it, the dark elves have also joined the alliance between them."
"No wonder the high elves came to us for help. From the performance of today's naval battle, the high elves' sea hegemony is indeed gone forever. If not for the amazing personal ability of Sir Tegris, the high elves would have suffered a tragic defeat." Fernando Pilazzo, deputy commander of the Ashes Corps, said, "I now feel that the high elves did this on purpose. They used us and involved us in their war with the undead and the dark elves."
Everyone nodded. The high elves had to take the blame for this. This was a silent tacit understanding of everyone.
"Then, it's normal for the high elves and the dark elves to have a blood feud. But what kind of feud do they have with the undead?" Julius's expression was not very good. He had fallen into the water halfway through the battle because of the sweeping tail of the Hell Sea Dragon. As a result, he was only salvaged when the battle was almost over. And as soon as he came up, he saw his sister use a set of almost perfect magical swordsmanship to finish off the female ghost commander in five moves. His sister was so powerful that as a brother, he was really stressed.
"That's not important." Fulgen interrupted Julius. The noble commander's mouth curled up. He picked up his coffee cup and took a sip. "The problem now is that the high elves' crisis is obvious. Should we take the initiative to help them? And what if we are attacked again?"
"Your Majesty, and Sir Fulgen, our ironclad warships are strong enough, but this sea battle has already cost us more than half of our shells. Two of our broadside cannons were also destroyed by the enemy. The long sea voyage has also made the soldiers very tired. We should go ashore as soon as possible." Bertrand, the commander of the Old Guard, had something to say. He had performed very well in the battle just now. He killed a zombie demon with a single arrow and pierced through its eye. "Otherwise, if this continues, even with the ironclad warships, we will be worn down by the undead."
"Sir Tegris is the glue that binds the forces of order together. We can't let anything happen to him. And I also feel that this war came out of nowhere." Suria was a little tired. Every time the female knight used the Voiddance, she would feel empty. It was a feeling of exhaustion. The Knight King forced himself to stay alert. "I have a feeling that our whereabouts have been exposed. The undead pirates have ambushed us here, and it seems like they have prepared an ambush for a long time. I suspect that our fleet has been monitored."
"It's normal to be monitored. The sea is their home ground. But because of this, nothing must happen to Sir Tegris. Otherwise, the high elves will definitely suspect that we have colluded with the undead pirates and the dark elves, not to mention His Majesty's side …" Davu was very direct. The deputy commander of the Old Guard politely reminded everyone. "So I also agree with Bertrand's point of view. First, we have to reach Ossouin as soon as possible. Second, nothing must happen to Sir Tegris. Also, it's best not to fight anymore."
After hearing this, everyone nodded. Laing looked at Davu with interest. Ever since the deputy commander of the Old Guard became an old guard of the Holy Grail, he had been by Laing's side. Under the influence of Laing, he gradually had his own opinions. As for his education level, it had improved a lot after high-intensity literacy education and military education, but his relatively radical and adventurous character had not changed.
There was a saying in the old guard, that if Sir Bertrand, as commander-in-chief, said that it was possible to fight, then it was possible to fight; and if Sir Davos, as vice-commander-in-chief, said that it was impossible to fight, then it was impossible to fight.
"In that case, let's follow this order. Tell Sir Tegris to send a navigator. We'll go full speed ahead and reach Ossouin as soon as possible!" Laing and Forgen finally made up their minds.
"Yes!"
… I'm the section break that can't be fought …
Just as the human fleet was rushing towards Ossouin at full speed, in the depths of the Great Ocean, in the cursed land of the Shipwreck Graveyard, the Great Maelstrom.
The Umbra Wraith slowly docked amidst the countless shipwrecks. There were already three new undead fleets here, with the master of the shipwrecks, Count Noktelas, standing proudly. "What's the situation?"
"The Fin of Terror is done for. Our fleet has suffered heavy losses. The dark elves' vanguard was killed by the enemy's sword. Our cannons can't penetrate the armor of the ironclad warship," Wagonghast said. He had two high elf eagle claw bolts stuck in his body, but it did not affect him at all.
"The Fin of Terror is destroyed. Her cursed soul has been banished from the mortal world. She can no longer be resurrected." Count Noktras stroked his gold-studded chin. The master of the Undead Ocean Empire and the master of the Great Maelstrom of the Shipwreck Graveyard showed no emotion. He then asked, "What about the dark elves?"
"Lord Kraken, Loxia-Depraved Heart has allied with us. Their black ark is approaching Ossouin," Wagonghast said with his rotten, rotten voice. "They've also formed an alliance with the northern barbarians. They said that anyone who is an enemy of the high elves is Duruzi's friend."
"Very good. Prepare for the next operation." Count Noktras nodded. His voice was filled with anger and hatred. "The high elves provoked me first! I am the master of the sea! "
"Also, get the Bass Empress Cannon! We'll use it to deal with the dwarven ironclad warships! "
"Yes!"
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