The light flashed.

Under the gaze of everyone, I saw that dazzling white light slammed into the ghost ship. And at the same time as it was hit by the divine beam, the ghost ship suddenly began to tremble as if it had life. The already dilapidated hull of the ship swelled even more, and then suddenly cracked. The next moment, accompanied by a dull explosion, the entire ghost ship burst apart. Immediately afterward, several black shadows were seen flying out of the ghost ship, scattering in all directions. But as soon as the shadows jumped, they fell from the sky as if they had lost their strength, and then they were completely engulfed by the silver-white beam.

In just a sweep, several ghost ships burst open and sank into the sea. Seeing this scene, everyone on the city wall immediately cheered, but Montgomery had a gloomy face, and he knew very well that things were not simple. If that's the conductor, then that's just the beginning. And............... Thinking of this, Montgomery couldn't help but glance around with some concern. It's no better than the Frozen Fang, and if that happens again, Montgomery doesn't know what to do.

But now, it's a while to be able to resist for a while.

Under the attack of the Holy Light, the ghost fleet suffered some losses, but it didn't take long to see the ghost ship behind it fill the original void again. Seeing this scene, Montgomery couldn't help but sink in his heart.

Sure enough, it was exactly as he expected.

Before Montgomery could say anything more, a series of roars were heard, and the next moment the cannonballs flew out again, heading in the direction of the Chaos Coast. Then it slammed into the light curtain. Seeing this, the crowd on the city wall cheered again. In their opinion, there is this sacred barrier. It should be difficult for the undead to get close to the shore, and if they can't get close to the shore, then they are confident enough to resist the attack of these undead!

But they didn't know that at this moment, on the other side of the darkness, a pair of eyes with flashing spiritual light were also staring at the scene in front of them.

"All the best."

Looking at the fire that erupted on the light curtain, Magus nodded in satisfaction, and then put down the telescope in his hand. Although there were no visual limitations as an undead, he still put himself on a good stance. A tattered captain's suit on the body of the emaciated necromancer looked like that.

For divine protection. Magus wasn't surprised. The Chaos Coast is the last line of defense for these living, and of course they will be here to pay their money. Once this place is breached, it is conceivable that the entire south will completely fall into the hands of the undead army. So it's normal for them to defend here, and if they don't react here, it's an anomaly. But now it seems that the old stubbornness of these Templar Orders is still the same, conformist and inflexible.

"Templar, nothing more."

Look at the light curtain barrier in front of you. A grim smile appeared in Magus' eyes. Of course, he knew what his master wanted to do, and in fact, the actions of the Templar were now completely under his control. This means that, as before. Victory was only a matter of time for them. Thinking of this, Magus couldn't help but feel a little excited, he still remembered the despair and depravity of the priests he saw when he first broke through the Frozen Fang Fortress. There is nothing like those devout believers voluntarily renunciating their faith. The choice of the fallen is even more wonderful. That's why he chose to follow the Lord. And now......... In Magus's eyes, these believers were merely dying.

Come to think of it. Magus nodded in satisfaction, then he turned his head and looked to the side, then couldn't help frowning, and his face suddenly became gloomy. Originally, Magus thought that the followers of these Templar Orders must have used the Divine Barrier to block the entire Chaos Coast. But what he didn't expect was that to the west of Eternal Winter City, it was pitch black, and there was no shadow of a divine barrier in sight. What's going on? Did they think it was impossible for them to land there? Or is there some trap over there?

Thinking of this, Magus reached out and scratched his head, and then asked.

"What is that place?"

Hearing Magus's inquiry, a banshee appeared silently beside him, looked in the direction Magus was pointing, and then was silent for a moment before answering.

"Lord Magus, this should be the Endless Harbor."

"Endless Port ..............."

Hearing the banshee's answer, Magus's expression became even more gloomy. According to previous investigations, although this is not the most important line of defense on the Chaos Coast, it is also not a place to be discarded. But now there is no defense here? How is this possible? Could it be that the goddamn Templars have really dug themselves a hole here?

It's just that this pit is too obvious......... Anyone would notice such a strange place, wouldn't they? Or is there something else they have planned?

Just as Magus was thinking, suddenly, a flash of light swept across the corner of his eye.

Magus subconsciously looked up, and then his eyes widened suddenly, only to see that above the dark night sky, a torrential rain of artillery fire erupted from the darkness and smashed down towards the ghost fleet.

"Boom, boom!!"

For a moment, almost half of the ghost fleet was caught in this cannon fire, and the originally thick fog was completely dispersed, and columns of water roared from the sea, spreading out in all directions with a large area of seawater. And Magus was also caught off guard, and was suddenly splashed on his face.

"Damn, what the hell is going on?!!"

Wiping a handful of water droplets from his face, Magus roared in anger. It was no wonder that he was so angry, no matter how powerful the Divine Light Pillar's counterattack was, it could only pose a threat to the ghost ship at the front. Not to mention that this kind of divine protection requires the accumulation of energy, and although it is a natural enemy of the undead, it is actually not very powerful. Magus can be sure that with enough time, he can slowly wear down the opponent's defenses and play with them like a cat and a mouse.

But now......... How is it possible that half of his fleet is almost unreservedly exposed to the enemy's artillery fire? Damn, what the hell is going on?

Magus could be sure that the artillery fire had fallen from the sky. But it's not magic at all! He also thought that there might be floating warships joining them. But even a floating battleship fired diagonally down in the sky. And these artillery fires are vertically fired, as if ——— as if the opponent's weapons were straight at the sea from the beginning!

How is this possible?

But before Magus could react, with a thunderous roar, another round of shelling erupted, completely enveloping the ghost fleet including Magus. Spinning iron cannonballs shot mercilessly into the dilapidated and rotting deck, then burst completely. Completely overturn the entire battleship like an exploding pressure cooker. The dazzling beam of high-particle light carried a white wave of air on the surface of the sea, and then swept by silently, and then I saw that in the trail of the white smoke, dozens of ghost ships split apart in an instant and began to sink slowly.

What exactly is this thing? What's going on?

Looking at the scene in front of him, Magus couldn't react. He can be sure that this is a counterattack from the enemy. But where is the enemy, and why are the artillery fire of these counterattacks still different? Just now, Magus had seen four or five fundamentally different forms of shelling in a row. Among them were the familiar magic cannon bombardments full of magic fluctuations, and there were also some attacks that Magus had never seen before, and had no idea what it was. What's going on? Even the Templar Order can't use so many completely different attacks against itself at the same time!

"Back off, back now!!"

Although he didn't know how the other party attacked him, Magus made a decision quickly. Although his goal is to attract the firepower of Eternal Winterfell, it seems that this task has been overdone for now. If he stays any longer, it will not only be as simple as attracting firepower, but also half of the ghost fleet led by him will be brought in. Therefore, Magus also did not hesitate to give the order quickly, and after hearing Magus's order, the originally menacing ghost fleet retreated silently again, disappearing into the dense fog, and at the same time dodging the artillery bombardment that was almost like a rainstorm at sea.

"Cut, that's it? I haven't had enough of it!! ”

Looking at the battleships that had disappeared into the fog again, Patilina grumbled discontentedly. Then she beckoned, and then saw that with Patilina's movements, the gap in the space that had appeared above the ghost fleet began to gradually close, and the huge cannon barrel protruding from the gap also slowly retracted with the closing of the gap.

"Is that all? Master? ”

"Of course not."

Hearing Patilina's inquiry, Jenn smiled slightly.

"In fact, this is just the beginning."

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the dark deep sea in front of him. At this moment, you can vaguely hear the sound of the waves crashing against the reef.

"Whoa......... Whoa........."

And among them, Jenn also heard another, even more eerie sound.

Klein's undead army has finally arrived. (To be continued.) )