Chapter 195 Eye of Zongqi (5)

Lynch swam quickly to the depths of the Burial Ship Cemetery. The brilliance of Kotago's scepter made him fearless of the number of undead. Thoreaus, who accompanied him in the beheading operation, also shared the pressure for Lynch.

The vampires rushed quickly from the sky and under the sea, but Lynch hit them back at an even faster speed.

The gunfire from the Undead Colossus shattered Lynch's scales, but the charred flesh and blood was rapidly recovering. The vampire's battleship was too busy to take the opportunity to make up for further damage.

The pure light violently passed through the layers of huge waves, and the countless undead seemed to have never existed. No matter what method they used, they could not slow down the movement of the sun in the slightest.

Deep in the Burial Ship Cemetery, the Bloody Butcher carries Count Noctilus's castle on its back and floats quietly deep in the fleet.

The powerful vampire warlock is ready to run for his life.

If it were just Azul, it would be completely confident to solve it.

More than a hundred giant dragons can't even hope to benefit from its guerrilla attack!

But the natives of Lustria didn't know why they were eyeing it. The lizardman champion was almost reaching the center of the ocean current.

Its magic has no effect at all!

The count no longer tried to harm the lizard man in the sun, and while its mage group was fighting with the opponent's mage, Noctilas raised his sword and once again mobilized the magic power in the ocean current.

It tilted the long sword downward, and infinite chill fell into the ocean.

The seawater was instantly frozen by ice, and the ice several meters thick spread into the distance, freezing the sea as far as the eye could see in a few breaths.

The warriors who fought to the death were frozen into the ice, but the ice could not completely stop the activities of the undead or lizard people.

Lynch struggled so hard that cracks appeared in the ice.

Of course, Count Noctilus did not intend to retreat from the enemy in this way. He directly drove the Bloody Butcher and drove the core fleet of the Dread Fleet in the opposite direction, hoping to take the opportunity to stay away from the battlefield.

As long as it is alive, it will return sooner or later, but if it dies completely, there is no hope.

A rickety boat came from the north, and Noctilus looked at the fool deep into the storm in amazement. He didn't react until he saw the giant Morr Holy Emblem hanging on the boat clearly.

This is a group of Morr believers who have come to die. The Count has almost forgotten how many times this group has sent people to die. It has faced countless attacks from Morr believers who did not know their own strength.

Even though most of the undead are now fighting bloody battles with elves and lizardmen in the southwest, Noctilas doesn't take this crusade team to heart.

It just raised its sword slightly, intensifying the turbulence of the sea, and almost caused the human's backward sailing ship to almost sink.

The earl laughed happily. It would be a good pastime to gain some joy before defeat.

On the sailboat led by Ostermark, the young people shouted eagerly and adjusted the sails.

No one is idle, everyone is fighting the storm.

The deck tilted in the waves, and another big wave hit, almost overturning the ship.

At the stern of the ship, Pastor Moore prayed for magical spells in front of the shrine, but Moore's power was not good at resisting ocean currents.

"Undead Killer" Barry tightened his grip on the rope, his old body reminding him that it was time to let go, he was too weak.

"Death Scythe" Ryan looked at Barry from a distance in shock. They had passed by the edge of the elves' battlefield before and saw many monsters fighting in the sea water, as well as unimaginable magical confrontations.

Maybe they were really crazy and chose to come to this apocalyptic storm to conquer the legendary fear fleet.

Before the battle began, the number of Black Guard great swordsmen who accompanied them into the ocean was reduced by half.

Humanity is too insignificant in the face of natural disasters!

Barry calmed down his inner panic. They had already agreed and walked into Moore's garden on the sea together.

The ship jerked and hit an unknown object.

Before the crew could check whether the cabin was leaking, a thick, black-haired arm grabbed the bow.

The monster slowly climbed onto the bow of the ship, allowing people to see clearly its ferocious human-like body, its back covered with bone spurs, and the bat wings extending from its arms.

This is a bloodthirsty ghost!

Vampires are magical individuals created from Dahl energy. They are extreme creatures of black magic.

If they lose their identity as "humans", they will eventually fall completely into the embrace of Dar's power and become irrational beasts, powerful bloodthirsty ghosts or bat wolves.

Reciting More's prayer silently, the soldiers were not afraid, but the rocking sailboat gave them no chance to resist.

Each of the Mor followers released the ropes that fixed themselves, and jumped towards the bloodthirsty ghost with their weapons raised high.

The monster grabbed the first jumping swordsman with extraordinary speed and swallowed it whole.

Before it could kill all the resisting humans with inhuman dexterity, an angry roar sounded from the stern of the ship.

"Stare at me! Abomination!"

The power of the God of the Dead forced the bloodthirsty ghost to stop resisting and stare blankly at the stern of the ship.

The warriors used scythes to cut the bloodthirsty ghost's skin, but they also fell into the sea due to the rocking of the ship and excessive force.

Barry staggered towards the bloodthirsty ghost, but his old body kept him one step behind his companions.

Another roar sounded from the stern of the ship, solemn and deep, and the darkness seemed insignificant.

"I am Death! I am the priest of Mor, the god of the dead!"

The wound opened by the Black Guard Great Swordsman suddenly expanded, as if there was an invisible force pushing the blade. This top-notch black magic creation was instantly cut into two pieces, and the wound burned uncontrollably. In the blink of an eye, it Turned into ashes.

There was no surprise in defeating a powerful enemy, because the mighty fear fleet approached the human sailing ship.

Countless undead looked at the living hungrily in the darkness, and the Morr Holy Emblem hanging on the mast gave the warriors little courage.

This courage was in vain, for they had absolutely no chance of victory.

The few dozen people left clenched their weapons hopelessly. At this moment, a burst of heat came from the south.

The archmage defeated the vampire's spell, allowing the lizard army to quickly break away from the ice blockade.

The sunlight that made the undead tremble began to move again, pointing directly at the center of the fear fleet, the conspicuous, decaying giant ship carrying the castle.

The star dragon in the sky also broke through the encirclement of the horror beasts and vampires and dived towards the sea.

Just when the vampire was hurriedly paying attention to the enemy behind, a swift, swordfish-like pirate ship was sent by the abnormal sea wind to the side of the fleet. The vampire did not even notice the clipper that was obscured by the big waves.

The Swordfish of the "Saltwater Grudge" caught the weakness of the Dread Fleet, swam nimbly between the battleships, and rammed directly into the Bloody Reaver.

But before it could get close, the seawater was suddenly filled with green light, and the activated dimensional stone device caused the Swordfish and the vampire battleships around it to burn.

A strange creature warship, half whale and half ship, broke out of the water and knocked over the burning Swordfish.