novellk Chapter 3657 Lesson
Chapter 3657 Lesson
Um! ?
What is that?!
A vengeful spirit?!
After the tide of terror receded, countless vengeful spirits were left behind.
Countless vengeful spirits surrounded the outer defensive barrier of the ship.
The barrier emitted a scarlet light, continuously dissolving the surging vengeful spirits.
However, the barrier had just been attacked by a wave of ocean currents, and its energy was greatly weakened. Now, it was besieged by a horde of vengeful spirits, and its color became even darker.
not good!
"Quick! The barrier is about to collapse! Switch to backup power!"
Captain Cyril was the first to react and ordered his men to switch the power source.
"boom!"
Before the crew, who were still dizzy from being tossed around in the tide, could regain their footing, the red defensive barrier covering the ship shattered with a crash, and the vengeful spirits gathered outside the barrier surged into the ship.
"Damn it! Fight alongside me! Let's meet the enemy!"
Cyril charged toward the vengeful spirits, sword raised high, and roared, "Priests! Pray to the gods! Crush them!"
The priests were also somewhat disoriented by the impact of the tide, and it took them a while to recover in twos and threes, and they once again gathered their spiritual power to pray to the gods.
Instantly, the weapon in Cyril's hand was enveloped in a crimson light under the blessing of the gods.
"laugh!!!"
Cyril raised his longsword and swung it at the vengeful spirit, shattering it into pieces.
efficient!
Cyril breathed a slight sigh of relief.
In just a few seconds, the elite soldiers of the Empire gradually recovered, stood up while holding onto the railings, and began to deal with the vengeful spirits that had invaded the ship.
Reginald, whose strength was mediocre to begin with, had barely escaped with his life. Seeing the ship being invaded by vengeful spirits, he panicked even more. Hiding behind a group of elite imperial guards, he shouted, "Quick! Retreat! Get away from here! Back! Back to Seagod's Island!"
However, it is impossible.
Inside the control room, the first mate's forehead was covered in sweat.
He wanted to leave too!
All the data had been pushed to their limits, but the ship seemed to be nailed to the spot and unable to move, as if it were being held back by something.
The first mate looked down at the ship and his expression changed drastically.
The deep blue ocean beneath the ship was now covered in black, and black hands emerged from the black water, gripping the ship tightly and trapping it in place, unable to move an inch!
In addition to the swarms of vengeful spirits, skeletons wielding bone swords crawled out of the sea, climbing up the ships and invading them.
"Stop them! Don't let them damage the ships!"
Driven by the gods, the soldiers temporarily ignored their pain, their spirits soaring. They brandished their swords and charged forward to block the undead creatures.
With the aid and stimulation of divine power, the soldiers unleashed twice the usual combat strength.
But it didn't work!
There are too many skeletal creatures!
They can't kill them all!
There's no way to kill them all!
Faced with an increasing number of undead creatures, the soldiers on the ship's deck fought back fiercely, but they found that there were more and more skeletal creatures on the ship. Gradually, they could not withstand the pressure and began to retreat one after another, and some even died.
Reginald's face turned ashen.
How to do?
Things didn't go as he expected at all!
He thought he was invincible after obtaining a high-level deity, but before he could even celebrate, a bucket of cold water was poured on him.
Are their gods more powerful than theirs?
In the distance, Priest Darcy stood on the deck of the ship, his eyes gleaming with deep astonishment.
He witnessed three ships of the Lyman Empire being shrouded in a deathly cloud, with countless undead constantly emerging from the water and tearing them back to the seabed.
If this continues, the ships of the Lyman Empire may indeed be dragged to the bottom of the sea by the undead and sleep forever.
He was now only thankful that he wasn't the one trapped in the tide of the dead.
The power of the dead!
Which deity is it?
The accompanying first mate was also very nervous, his throat was dry, and he reminded him, "Sir, should we...?"
"Activate the divine powers!" Darcy took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Go to the rescue!"
Reginald held a prestigious position and was part of the High Priest's grand plan. Before his departure, the High Priest repeatedly instructed him to ensure Reginald's safety.
We can't just stand by and watch him die!
We should at least give it a try!
"Yes!"
As the sea god's followers on the ship began chanting, the deity at the bow emitted a purplish-red light, and the entire ship moved closer to the three ships shrouded in the breath of death.
"Sizzle! Sizzle!!"
The ship, protected by a crimson glow, entered the area of the spell.
The breath of death began to dissolve rapidly upon contact with the purple barrier.
Huh?
efficient!?
Darcy's heart skipped a beat.
The fog of the dead dissipated rapidly under the power of the gods.
The results were much better than he had expected.
Do the gods have an additional restraint on the power of the dead?
Darcy frowned and turned to look at the Oz Empire merchant ship that was moored not far away.
Or have they stopped?
In any case, Darcy finally breathed a sigh of relief and signaled the ships to come closer to provide support.
Fang Heng was still standing on the ship's deck, watching the approaching Poseidon Island ships from afar, muttering to himself.
"not bad."
The divine power prayed to by the sea god's followers gradually destroyed the spells that constructed the Breath of Death.
They weren't completely powerless to resist.
But this is also based on the premise that he did not maintain continuous suppression.
That taught them a lesson.
In just a few minutes, his favorability with the Island of Poseidon had decreased by more than 20,000, while his favorability and merit points with the Oz Empire had increased considerably.
Fang Heng simply withdrew his spell.
As the black mist dissipated, the undead creatures gradually retreated into the ocean.
"Let's go around to the right and land on the island."
"Yes, sir!" First mate Howell shouted. "Change course, go around to the right, and land on the island!"
The spiritual power of the Sea God Priests on the three Lyman Empire ships had reached its limit, and they were on the verge of collapse.
Fortunately, support from Poseidon's Island arrived at the last second.
As the priests ceased their manipulation of the deity, the red mist surrounding the ship dissipated. Without the blessing of the deity's power, the soldiers felt an even greater sense of fatigue. Coupled with the severe depletion of their mental energy, the soldiers lacked the strength to even stand and collapsed to the ground in disarray.
Darcy led the group from Poseidon's Island onto the ship, quickly approached Reginald, and asked, "Your Highness, are you alright?"
fine?
No way!
Reginald's legs are still weak!
He has never been so close to death as he is today.
After the fear subsided, what followed was boundless rage!
He almost died!
It's all because of those guys from the Oz Empire!
And there's Poseidon's Island!
That guy's a fraud too!
Reginald's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Darcy, and he said in a deep voice, "Why! Why can't the gods bestowed upon me by the Isle of Seagod deal with that guy!" (End of Chapter)