"The flagship has been attacked! Fire! Fire! On a nearby destroyer, the captain saw that the flagship of his escort was being attacked, and nervously gave orders.

On the destroyer he was on, the 127 mm guns mounted on the bow were pouring their own shells at a terrifying rate of fire.

Every little over 3 seconds, a cannonball would fly out of the barrel of this cannon and hit the magical defensive barrier of Aresia over there.

The slender shells flew out of the shell window of the gun in an arc, smashed into the deck covered with seawater, and hit the already cold shells with a crisp sound.

The autoloader works diligently and does not know any tiredness. The chain spun violently like a reflex nerve, sending a cannonball into the complex chamber.

After a series of mechanical actions, the destroyer's main gun, which had already fired dozens of shells, once again let out a deafening roar.

"Boom!" Another shell burst out, and a puff of white smoke was pulled out of the muzzle of the cannon by the smoker, like an old man who was very addicted to smoking, and he was swallowing clouds and spitting out smoke.

And the cannonball that was fired had turned into a pop, hitting the defensive barrier of Aresia, leaving a ripple on it.

Because of its speed, the cannonball pierced the magical defense barrier, grazed Aresia's arm, and skimmed her body.

Just one abrasion directly tore the red armor on the demon king's arm. The sturdy armor evaporated and melted like butter, and all that was left was charred fragments that stuck to Aresia's body.

Even in an almost invincible body, the pain is still very clear when it comes. Aresia felt the pain in her arm, and her expression became fierce.

Her beautiful face was cold, she gave up attacking the flagship of the 1st Cruiser, spared Pron Ike, turned and rushed again at the destroyer that had opened fire on her.

"Die!" Again, she used a monotonous blast of energy. Because Aresia found that in addition to this high-intensity attack, her other attacks had very limited effects.

Whether it's the Icepick Technique or the Fireball Technique, they are useless to these steel behemoths, and some low-level magic, even the magical defense barriers on these warships can't be torn apart.

Therefore, she can only frequently use this energy-consuming attack method to monotonously impact the hard armor of the Ellan Hill battleship again and again.

"Boom!" An explosion came, and the destroyer's magical defensive barrier was destroyed, and the 127 mm main gun in the bow that was constantly firing exploded into the sky, and the entire bow of the battleship also cracked a huge opening.

The sea poured into the battleship, and the armor of this modern destroyer was not as thick as that of the artillery cruisers, and it was badly damaged at once, but there were no accidents such as martyrdom.

The automatic fire extinguishing system and the influx of seawater kept the ammunition bay in a safe state, and the multiple protections of the Ellan Hill battleship were obviously much stronger than the firecracker factory of the demon battleship.

Aresia didn't have time to check her results, as at least half of the ships were still firing at her, and she was still in a very bad situation.

Even those Iran Hill warships that had already been attacked by her, some of the missiles and artillery on them were still working. They were still firing, and she still had to dodge and dodge the deadly attacks.

Now it is clear to Aethia that even a powerful demon general has no ability to resist when facing an entire human fleet.

It's not that it can't be done by sending more demon generals, but that it can't afford to lose - although there are many demon generals, it is obvious that there are more human naval warships......

She knew that if it weren't for a powerful existence like her, she wouldn't even be able to withstand the first round of long-range missile attacks.

When he didn't enter the core defense circle of the human fleet, the demon general was lost by tens or even hundreds.

When it comes to melee combat, those abominable melee weapons will also inflict untold damage on the demon general.

What's even more depressing is that the demon general can't use high-level magic like energy pouring indefinitely, and if the high-level demon general reluctantly uses it, he must stay in place and charge his strength - stop somewhere to prepare magic, which is obviously completely impossible to do in this kind of battle situation.

Even a few more seconds in one place will be greeted with anti-aircraft fire like a storm. She, Aresia, could barely hold on, but those demon generals couldn't hold on.

This is not something that can be made up by quantity, it is a gap in quality, a gap that is completely crushed.

"Bastard! Bastard! Aresia, who was a little annoyed by the power of the human race, felt that her mood was really terrible.

She originally wanted to enjoy this battle of her own, but now that she has fought, this enjoyment has turned into a cruel consumption of each other.

Aresia was now covered in bruises, and Pron Ike's fleet was in a state of misery.

If the entanglement continues, it is nothing more than that one of the parties cannot hold on and finally collapses completely. The victory won by the other side was only a face-saving victory.

"Energy...... Pouring! Once again, Arysia swept past a massive cruiser and smashed her magic near the cruiser's chimney.

The radar and some automatic anti-aircraft guns were destroyed, and the cruiser also rose into smoke and began to desperately turn to dodge.

This is the third cruiser that Aresia has taken out, and she is only destroying the surface structures of these ships, not actually damaging the core of these ships.

Four more destroyers had also been damaged to varying degrees, and half of the battleships of the entire fleet were emitting smoke.

It's been almost two years, and since the Battle of Pilippi Island, Iran Hill's navy has not suffered such heavy losses.

At that time, the two sides were fighting between fleets, and the demon used thousands of warships to sink a few of Ellan Hill's warships.

And now facing the entire 1st Cruiser Fleet of Ellan Hill, there is only one demon like Aresia!

"Hah...... Har...... once again being driven away by the wretchedness, dodging countless shells, Aresia breathing heavily, adjusting the restless magic in her body and preparing for the next attack.

She's going to render the entire Ellan Hill's fleet incapacitated here, and that's what she's coming out this time for......