Chapter 168 The Battle Between Magic and Technology

"What's going on? Why are all the others dead, but the secret technique is still effective?" Feng Willow said puzzled.

But at this time, Moril fell into a deep sleep, and no one could give him an answer. With Moril's experience of surviving the last era, she could generally answer the doubts that Feng Willow encountered.

Those piranhas seemed endless. The most terrifying thing was that these piranhas could devour any energy. After most of them were killed by the black cloud spewed by the flying head technique at the beginning, the remaining piranhas seemed to have completed an evolution. They were no longer afraid of the black cloud composed of resentment, but regarded it as a kind of food full of energy.

Some piranhas even mutated after devouring the resentment black cloud, and had some characteristics of undead creatures. These guys could not only devour resentment, but even the Yin Qi shield on the ghost ship was within their devouring range.

These piranhas were not smart enough, and there was only a simple desire to eat in their minds. They could not even generate a little resentment, and could not provide energy for the resentful dragon nails.

Although the Dragon Nail can kill these terrifying piranhas quickly, the speed of killing is much slower than the speed of being summoned.

"It is impossible for the secret art to summon these terrifying piranhas endlessly, but now the person who casts the secret art is dead, and the secret art is still being executed, which means that there is something else that provides energy for this secret art.

Either there is some treasure on the dead body that continuously provides energy for this summoning secret art, or there are other sequencers nearby that provide magic power for this summoning secret art." Feng Willow analyzed in his heart.

When the ghost ship was besieged by the terrifying piranhas, the sequencers of the Finn Empire never approached this place again. Feng Willow controlled the Dragon Nail and carefully searched the dead sequencer, but did not find any magic items on the body.

"After all, he is a dignified Sequencer of Sequencer 5, but he doesn't even have a magic equipment on him. It's simply embarrassing." Feng Willow thought with contempt.

"Since it's not the magic equipment that provides the energy for this summoning secret technique, it can only be other sequencers nearby who are causing trouble!" Feng Willow thought firmly in his heart.

Resentful Dragon Nail!

This time Feng Willow no longer drove the Resentful Dragon Nail to attack, but began to emit resentment. The spirit of the Resentful Dragon Nail, which was full of resentment, quickly spread the resentment of the Resentful Dragon Nail. Some low-level sequencer sailors were quickly affected. As these low-level sequencers were affected, the resentment expanded again and expanded rapidly to the surroundings.

The ordinary sailors on several approaching ironclad warships were affected by this resentment and began to blame each other. Some people even started to take action.

Some trivial matters also began to be turned over and became excuses for both sides to take action.

"Stop it, get rid of distracting thoughts, and don't let the evil thing affect your mind." A high-level sequencer ordered loudly. This ironclad warship is not an ordinary army. As the most elite fleet of the Finn Empire, all ironclad warships have high-level sequencers in charge.

Secret Art: Light of Purification!

Rays of light fell, covering the steel warships one by one, quickly suppressing the resentment that had just been aroused in the hearts of the sailors.

The sequencers on the ship were very strong, but it was a pity that no matter how strong they were, it was already very difficult for them to cover and protect the entire steel warship with their secret arts. It would be even more difficult for them to take care of the sequencers under the sea.

The main reason was that the sequencers who went into the water were scattered relatively far from each other. It was impossible to use secret arts to treat the scattered sailor sequencers in the sea. The range was too large. Even if the giant dragon Moril woke up now, he would never be able to cover such a large range with secret arts.

A large number of low-sequence sailors affected by resentment quickly started to fight.

"Stop it!" Someone wanted to stop this internal fight, but within this range, Feng Willow could not give these people the opportunity to gather the defeated soldiers. The resentful dragon nail flew out and quickly killed the person who spoke.

As more and more sequencers died under the sea, the seemingly endless secret art of summoning piranhas was broken in an instant. The piranhas that were desperately besieging the ghost ship began to chase after the people who smelled blood.

The ghost ship was dead and no creature was willing to stay nearby. Although these piranhas had no brains, they would not attack without the smell of food. Instead, those who were guided by the resentment emitted by the resentful dragon nails began to fight each other because of resentment, and bloody conflicts were inevitable.

These bloody smells quickly attracted the terrifying piranhas. The terrifying piranhas that were originally summoned by them now began to bite them.

"Ah! Save me!" The low-level sequencers who were originally affected by the resentment and fought desperately, after discovering that they were being targeted by the terrifying piranhas, they did not even have the ability to escape. They could only hope that their comrades and superiors could help them. Unfortunately, at this time, others could not save themselves.

Even those Sequencers with relatively strong strength had no time to care about other things at this time. Anyone who wanted to integrate the Sequencers would be greeted with a Resentful Dragon Nail.

At this moment, in the sky, the dragon-shaped wooden staff turned into a flying dragon, sweeping across the storm crows and rushing towards the nearest steel battleship. When the dragon moved, the wind and rain followed.

With a body of a hundred feet, it overturned an armored battleship with one tail. I don’t know how many ordinary sailors fell into the sea. Under the sea surface at this moment, there were a large number of terrifying piranhas that were summoned.

"What are you afraid of? We are the most powerful navy in the empire! Raise the muzzle and fire! Let this loach know the power of our steam cannon." The commander of the fleet saw that he had suffered three big losses in a short period of time, and he said angrily.

One after another, the muzzles of the armored battleships were raised. These improved magic steam cannons were originally far-reaching, and round after round of artillery fire hit the dragon-shaped wooden staff flying in the sky.

This time, the ordinary sailors were no longer the ones firing, but were replaced by sequencers. Controlling the magic steam cannon, the accuracy was improved by more than one level.

A series of cannon fire blew away the auspicious clouds surrounding the body of the divine dragon transformed from the Panlong wooden staff.