Chapter 973: Curtain Call

morning.

It was just dawn.

The Feysac fleet came to attack.

Xifa didn't even have time to eat breakfast, so he hurriedly commanded the fleet to meet him.

On the surface of the sea, looking around, I can see that the Feysac fleet is in a strict formation, advancing slowly, creating a huge oppressive force.

Having quietly released his own projection in Sequence 4, Sifer turned himself into an invisible wind, hovering on the Trafal, and controlled his own Sequence 4 projection.

And Nephi's Sequence 5 projection.

Soon, the fleets of both sides launched a bloody battle at sea.

Yes, bloody battle!

The Feysacs were extraordinarily brave today, constantly attacking the line of the Royal Third Fleet, trying to completely defeat this difficult opponent.

Xifa controlled his own projection and issued various instructions, as if he was present at the scene, without revealing any flaws.

Under his 'command', the Royal Third Fleet fought bravely, and the fleet was strictly guarded like an unfallible city wall.

Steadily withstood the attack of the Feysacs.

The artillery fire from both sides repeatedly washed over each other's camps, covering the sea with flames and gunpowder smoke.

There were casualties on both sides, and after the fight, Beyonders from both sides also went into battle one after another.

The addition of Extraordinary people made this war more intense and extremely difficult.

Xifa's Sequence 4 projection uses invisible connections to make the entire army look like a whole, allowing the soldiers to share the damage suffered by the fleet and even the Extraordinary.

Thereby trying to create a slight advantage.

On the other hand, Xifa did not forget to control Nefert's Sequence 5 projection, but used the ability of 'Guardian'.

For the Extraordinary, bear the heavy attack from the enemy for the Trafal.

until this moment.

Although the general on the ship was not Xifa himself, overall there was not much difference from Xifa personally commanding.

With the help of various tactics and the courage of the soldiers, the Royal Third Fleet finally took advantage little by little and expanded its advantage little by little.

This battle lasted from daytime to noon, and from noon to evening.

It wasn't until sunset that the Feysac fleet fled in despair.

The Royal Third Fleet dispatched a 'beheading' fleet headed by the Trafalle, a fleet composed of sailing battleships, chasing the Feysacs.

To leave them all.

The Beheading fleet quickly stopped the Feysacs at sea, but just after completing the siege, another joint fleet of Feysacs and Intis popped up from another direction in the sea.

Facing the menacing enemy fleet, the 'beheaded' fleet, which had obviously fallen into a trap, wanted to evacuate under the command of the Western projection.

But the Feysacs, who seemed to be driven to a dead end just now, suddenly became brave and attacked like crazy, regardless of life and death, just to keep the 'beheading' fleet.

With such a delay, the enemy's combined fleet was already in sight.

At this time, the Western projection on the Trafalle fought decisively, wiping out all the remnants of Feysac with its own strength, and won the opportunity to let the "beheading" fleet withdraw.

But at this moment, the weather on the sea changed suddenly, and the Feysac 'weather warlock' who was born in the royal family unexpectedly came in person.

This caused Loen's morale to plummet.

The projection that Xifa controlled himself brazenly faced the enemy in the sky. That tragic scene, like moths flying into a flame, made every Loen soldier's eyes red.

They then discovered that the tall girl, the general's loyal follower, had no intention of leaving alone.

She turned her head and waved to everyone, then jumped towards the approaching enemy ship, and stopped the Feysacs on that ship with her own strength.

The sky and the sea, the two battlefields set off a war.

When the 'beheading' fleet was far away, people saw raging flames exploding in the sky as night fell.

The flame quickly disappeared, and finally disappeared.

After a while, cheers came faintly from that direction.

Hearing the enemy's cheers, the Loen soldiers lowered their heads, they knew very well what the enemy's cheers meant.

Sure enough, it didn't take long.

Then came the news that the commander of the Royal Third Fleet died in battle.

An uninhabited island.

There was an ordinary-looking man in a black suit and top hat.

He looked at the battlefield where the naval battle took place just now, where the demigod challenged the angel just now.

He smiled.

He took off his top hat, put it on his chest, and saluted in that direction.

Then his body faded rapidly and disappeared.

Backlund.

In an ordinary rental house in the West District.

Katerina, who had just finished communicating with her daughter, suddenly felt moved and looked towards the door.

The door didn't know when it opened, and a figure stepped out of the shadows there.

It was a man wearing a black formal suit and half top hat, with an ordinary appearance and no obvious features.

But seeing this man, Katerina said nervously and respectfully: "Good evening, Your Highness Don Quixote."

"Good evening, ma'am."

"Our affairs in Backlund are over."

"I'm leaving now, do you want to come with me?"

Katerina, who was already a defector from the Witch Sect, nodded and said, "Of course."

"Where do we go next?"

"Go back to Intis?"

She knew that the headquarters of the Jagged Cross was in Intis.

"No."

"We walk around."

The man showed a meaningful smile and walked outside the house.

Katerina quickly followed.

She had to follow this 'weather warlock' until the Witch Sect gave up hunting.

Wherever he goes, she has to go.

Dixie Bay, Enki Town.

Harribell bought some fruit in the town, and was about to get into the carriage with her maid.

Then I heard newsboys running across the nearby streets.

"Extraordinary!"

"Yesterday, the Royal Third Fleet fought fiercely with the Feysacs at sea."

"Unfortunately, the fleet fell into a trap, and the commander of the fleet sacrificed a heroic sacrifice to cover the escape of the fleet!"

heard the news.

Harri Bell's face suddenly turned pale.

The blood faded.

Because she remembered very clearly that her brother Sifa was the commander of the Royal Third Fleet!

"Brother Sifa."

"He died in battle?"

"This is impossible."

"This is impossible!"

With the help of her personal maid, the girl got into the carriage and returned home.

Holly Belle walked into the living room in a daze, and saw a newspaper in her mother's hand.

Beside her, the housekeeper and several servants lowered their heads with sad expressions.

Harri Bell swayed slightly, and came to her mother, lying on her lap, tears falling down uncontrollably.

"Mom, it's not true."

"It's not true!"

"Brother Xifa won't die, don't you think?"

Anilu remembered what Sifa said that night, and she gently wiped away her daughter's tears with her hands.

"Yes, this or, is not true."

"Perhaps your brother is still alive."