Chapter 753: Full Mach!

The vicious black magic fog shrouded the battle situation, greedily sucking every living thing it touched, turning their flesh and blood into its own nourishment.

Black magic has always been at the cost of life.

These fogs are like living things, mercilessly snatching the vitality contained in the flesh and blood of the enemy believers, and dedicating it to their masters,

On the surface of the sea, those enemy believers who could only stand on the narrow deck had no way of avoiding the huge fog!

They struggled on the deck, but they couldn't escape the greedy sucking from the mist, and their whole bodies were soaked in this weird swamp.

"Help!!"

"My skin!"

A believer scratched his painful face, but to his surprise, a large piece of withered face fell off!

The Xiongren believer quickly gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Don't panic, be careful around you!"

"Although these fogs are terrifying, they won't kill you immediately!"

"Be patient!"

"Gunner, shooter, attack those demons!"

However.

When the artillerymen endured the severe pain to adjust the barrel, the shooters tried to raise their bows and arrows.

They suddenly discovered that this weird purple mist not only swallowed their lives, but also completely blocked their sight!

This black magic mist is as sticky as a swamp, extremely thick, rolling in layers.

Visibility is less than one meter at all!

"How to aim!"

"I can't see those guys at all!"

The artillerymen and shooters felt immense fear. Looking at the thick fog, unknown fear appeared in their hearts.

It's like knowing that there is a giant beast lurking under the sea, but there is nothing to do with it.

At that moment, some believers who were scared out of their wits rushed directly to the outside of the deck. They would rather dive into the water than stay on this boat and be eroded by the fog!

but.

Before they jumped off it.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Black magic light clusters rushed out of the purple mist, hitting them with incomparable precision, turning them into black magic cages.

"I want to go now, don't you think it's too late?"

"I haven't played enough yet."

A piercing sneer came from the tumbling mist.

The next moment, a series of icy chains suddenly appeared on the many believers on each warship, and they were rapidly solidifying!

On the other end of the chain is Morgana lurking in the mist.

"What's this?"

"Cut off... no, completely cut off!"

"Dark magic, damn black magic!"

The enemy believers were nearly devastated by this sudden change.

But the bear-human God's Chosen could still remain calm, and roared in the thick fog: "Calm down, everyone! Shoot arrows in the direction where those chains extend!"

have to say.

This bear-human god's chosen one is really smart, and he is deeply cultivated by the main god, and he has the air of a general.

If it weren't for him, these believers would have been defeated long ago.

Even up to this time, with his sight blocked by the fog, he could still figure out a way to judge Morgana's position.

At that moment, following his order, the shooters and artillerymen whose sight was blocked by the fog reacted one after another, no longer trying to find the figures of Morgana, but directly bowed and shot towards the direction where the chain extended !

"Buzz!"

The bowstring vibrates.

"boom!"

The cannon exploded.

Arrows and shells tore through the thick fog of black magic, and shot towards the densely packed Morganas hidden in the fog!

but.

Just when those believers pricked up their ears, there were no screams or explosions, only a crisp "ding" sound like metal colliding.

Then there is nothing!

It was as if those demons disappeared the moment the shells and arrows approached them, but the chains around their waists were still condensing, proclaiming that those demons had not actually disappeared.

And it's still in the direction where the chain extends!

"what happened?"

"Why is there no response!"

At this moment, those believers were really frightened.

Those demons, like ghosts, haunt this purple mist!

"Wow!"

The chains are solid!

In an instant, many enemy believers on each warship were firmly imprisoned in place, and the black magic chains tightly suppressed them, making them unable to move at all.

Like a prisoner awaiting trial!

This is the judgment from the devil!

And just when these believers fell into fear in the fog and were imprisoned in place and unable to move.

Bunches of blue light appeared on the deck, and the playing cards were slowly unfolded.

Mysterious men holding poker cards followed the guidance of fate and appeared on the deck. The red cards in their hands reflected an explosive red glow.

More than 600 card masters appeared on more than 30 warships in an instant!

But because of the barrier of the fog, the enemy believers who were already unable to move could not see the appearance of these men who were only one meter away from them, almost face to face.

All they heard were whispers in the mist.

"Everything is in the card."

"Lady Luck is smiling."

This whisper seemed to come from the ear, as if there was something close at hand in the purple mist, but they could not see it.

For a moment, those believers stared wide-eyed, looking at the tumbling fog.

"who is it!"

The card masters did not answer them.

The only answer to them was red cards flying out one after another.

Draw a strange curve in the air and hit an enemy believer.

"puff!"

"puff!"

Under the rapid rotation, the originally fragile cards turned out to be like blades, easily cutting through the muscles and skin, and nailing them to their bodies.

but.

And that's not all.

Before the painful enemy believers could cry out, the red card suddenly burst into a dazzling red light, like an explosive flame!

Red cards, burst cards!

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Small explosions appeared on the deck instantly, like clusters of dazzling red flowers blooming.

And at the same time as the explosion occurred.

"It's not over yet."

"Let's play the cards!!"

"Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me perish, this is God's will!"

Amidst the gambler's crazy laughter, they threw out the three cards in their hands viciously.

"Buzz!"

The cards spun quickly and flew straight through the mist without making a sound.

The light of magic flickered.

The three cards are like unstoppable blades, sweeping towards the three squares the moment they are released, but all the enemies they touch are pierced through!

【Universal card】!

One of the strangest basic skills in lol, with a huge range and a 100% penetration effect.

Although the damage is not enough to instantly kill the enemy, but don't forget, there are more than 20 card masters on each ship!

The dense crowd of enemies on the deck greeted not just one [Universal Card], but more than twenty wild cards!

In an instant, more than sixty rotating cards shuttled across the deck, and the narrow deck seemed to be full of poker banquets.

quietly.

Those enemy believers who were firmly imprisoned by the black magic chains could not dodge at all, or even without the black magic chains, they could not dodge the cards that passed through the black magic fog.

The black magic mist rolled and boiled, and cards shuttled through it. Under the terrifying density, shocking penetrating wounds appeared on every enemy believer.

On average, each enemy believer was directly cut by more than a dozen cards!

And for this sudden attack, these card masters all put on a neat set of six [Useless Big Sticks], and the magic power was piled up to nearly 800, and the magic damage added to the cards was scary!

The cards in the mist stopped flying and floated down.

These more than thirty warships have made no sound, not even howling, only one corpse after another fell on the deck along with the cards.

"It seems that your luck today is not very good." The card masters twirled the cards with their fingertips, and lowered the brim of their hats with the other hand, showing mysterious smiles.

And the other side.

Hearing the sound of an explosion coming from a boat not far away, the Chosen Bearman turned his head in astonishment.

But the strange tumbling mist completely blocked his vision, and he couldn't see what was going on. All he could see was the turbulent mist, rushing to his body and melting his thick bear fur with skin.

"Over there, what happened!" The Chosen Bearman could only roar loudly.

"Reporting to God's Chosen, warships No. 32 to No. 64 seem to have been attacked."

"We can't see it, we can only hear the sound!"

Some believers on the nearby warships responded quickly.

Suddenly, the Chosen of the Bear People had an ominous premonition, and shouted hoarsely: "Warships No. 32 to No. 64, fire immediately to respond!"

[Roar of the Giant Bear]!

The huge bear's roar pierced through the barrier of the strange mist, and the roar shook the sky.

However.

There was no cannonade.

Not to mention the sound of cannons, there was not even a cry of victory.

Under the cover of the black magic mist, there was a deathly silence, only the surging mist.

"This...was terrible!" The Chosen of the Bear People suddenly thumped in his heart. He knew that the warships from No. 32 to No. 64 had all been destroyed!

But how is this possible...

That is more than 30 warships, more than 5,000 believers!

Even if it is death, there is no sound of fighting at all.

At this moment, looking at the weird purple mist, the Bearman God's Chosen suddenly felt fear, as if a great horror was hidden under this weird mist, and smiled at them.

The other believers were also pale and desperate.

"It can't be dragged on any longer!" The Chosen Bearman gritted his teeth fiercely, and no longer cared about what happened on the warship in his thirties.

The fog of black magic and the ice storm mixed with it are eroding their bodies!

And the demons and phoenixes lurking in the mist still threw spells from time to time, and in just a short moment, they lost thousands of people again!

If it goes on like this, it won't take long, and I'm afraid they will all die here.

"do not care!"

"Turn on the horsepower and sprint at full speed!"

A believer suddenly interrupted: "But now we can't even see the shadows of those buildings, the fog blocks our sight..."

"Then you just wait here to die!" The Chosen Bearman cursed through gritted teeth, and then said loudly, "Just charge forward through the fog! In addition, the artilleryman turned all the cannons around and aimed at the warship Open fire on the sea ahead, blast those ice layers with shells!"

"I want you to blow up a passage for the warship to the ten buildings!"

"Now if we want to survive, we must rush to the vicinity of the building boat and fight for a way out!"

As soon as the words came out.

These believers who were already desperate in the desperate situation were full of energy. The desire for life really overwhelmed everything. The fear brought about by the terrifying black fog and cold wind turned into motivation.

The artillerymen turned the cannon barrels one after another, and some believers even carried the heavy cannon to the front of the deck abruptly, and fired at the ice in front of them.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

It has to be said that the number of these enemy believers is indeed too large.

There were originally more than 53,000 believers and more than 370 warships. Even after such a huge loss, there are still more than 46,000 believers and nearly 300 warships left.

At that moment, the shells hit the ice like raindrops.

The explosion roared.

The flames burst into the sky.

The scorching air flow swept away, and the violent explosion impact directly shattered the thick ice layer, creating a gust of ice debris.

The thick ice that blocked their way in front of the warships was shattered under the baptism of the raindrops of shells, and became ice blocks of different sizes floating on the sea surface, and the blue sea water surged again.

The motor roars!

More than three hundred warships, like long dragons, smashed through the ice floes on the blasted sea, and rushed towards the ten huge buildings against the black magic fog and cold wind!

The distance is getting closer.

"There are about 1,500 meters left."

"One thousand four hundred meters!"

"1,300 meters!"

"One thousand two hundred meters!"

Although the field of vision was obscured by the fog of black magic, the Chosen of the Bearman Tribe only felt the roar of the engine, and he roughly judged the remaining distance.

And the whole process was unexpectedly peaceful like never before.

Although the black magic fog is still eroding their lives, the biting cold wind is still freezing their bodies.

But there is no artillery and other attacks.

The Chosen One of the Bear People suddenly burst out laughing.

"They seem to be at the end of their rope!"

"Haha, charge hard! As long as we charge close, those weak mages and archers will be vulnerable!"

"As long as we reach the range of our cannon, as long as we can jump on the opponent's warship, as long as they are in chaos, the rest can be handed over to those guys hiding in the bottom of the sea!"

Under the shout of the bear-human God's Chosen, other enemy believers cheered up one after another!

"Come on!"

"Must win!"

However.

Beyond the fog.

On the tall ship, the emotionless eyes of the mechanical pioneers were looking at the warships indifferently.

Due to the shared vision of friendly units, the tumbling black magic fog and layers of cold wind could not block his sight at all, and dense analysis data appeared in his vision of those warships.

"The damage rate is 32%, the firepower index is 56, equipped with 100 cannons, the current speed is 200 knots per hour, the distance is 1,100 meters, and there are 154 believers on board, among them..."

"The damage rate is 45%, the firepower index is 53, and the assembly..."

They watched the warship rush towards them in the surging sea, as if they were waiting for something.

suddenly.

These motionless mechanical pioneers suddenly raised their staffs.

"The enemy warship is one thousand meters away! It has reached the casting range."

"with full force!"

"Target, enemy warship!"

"Repeat again, 100% firepower output, full Mach!"

this moment.

Ten five-story ships have completely transformed into firepower fortresses on the ocean!

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