And then the elves did. If the ships collide with each other and collide with each other on the rough sea, it is naturally the larger side that has the greatest advantage.

Therefore, the broadside battle and the white-knuckle battle have not really started, and the human fleet has already fallen to the disadvantage.

Thankfully, human ships aren't as big as elven ships, but they're not small.

The elven warship may be able to suppress the human warship in a head-on confrontation, but it is also impossible to directly crash and sink the human warship. So the brutal and bloody white-knuckle battle at sea still began.

The richly dressed and well-trained elven warriors jumped directly from their ships onto the human sailboats, while the few elven mages on board were in charge of long-range cover in the process.

Therefore, the fireball the size of the basin was also constantly falling at this time, and this group of people was bound to completely destroy the human beings and their warships fighting with them before they could be reconciled.

But the human side is not so easy to defeat.

As a blessed person who has obtained extraordinary power, even if the armor worn by those elven warriors is more gorgeous, in terms of personal strength, the blessed person with extraordinary power still has an absolute advantage.

The heavily armed elven warriors jumped from their ships onto the human warships full of blessed ones, thinking they would be able to slaughter under the cover of the mages, only to be greeted with a near-one-sided slaughter.

Many heavily armed elven warriors jumped onto the human warship full of blessed ones, and before they could react, the whole person fell into a pool of blood and turned into a corpse.

After all, a warrior who has been blessed once can overpower an elven warrior in terms of strength and speed, let alone those who have received a second or even third blessing.

So the elves' fantasy of victory did not materialize. After a while, the blessed ones on the human warship launched a large-scale counterattack. They first threw thunderbolts filled with gunpowder and iron nails onto the elven ships, disrupting the elves' formations with the power of the gunpowder, and then climbed onto the huge elven ships.

Among them, Lin Shui, the three-time blessed man who is a commander, is a leading figure.

The armor he wore and the long sword in his hand were all standard weapons that Liang Tian had blessed with the power of faith, although the power was far less powerful than the Chiyan suit, but compared to ordinary armor and weapons, it was definitely powerful and terrifying.

Therefore, when he boarded the elven ship, there was no elven warrior around him who could stop him. He just clenched the sword in his hand, and then swung it down, and the elven warrior who was hit by the sword could not escape death.

Just because the gorgeous armor on the elven warriors couldn't stop the swing of the long sword at all, just one blow was enough to kill these elven warriors.

It was precisely because of this that it was only a moment before Lin Shui boarded the elven warship before seven or eight heavily armed elven warriors fell under his sword. This made him an invincible god of killing in the eyes of the elven warriors around him, so that the elven warriors around him did not dare to approach him or attack him.

So the elven mage, who was much more powerful than these heavily armed elven warriors, found Lin Shui.

The elven mage was dressed in a red robe, the cuffs and neckline of which were embroidered with the golden sun's mark. This proves the identity of this elven mage, who is a member of the royal mage group from the Elven Empire.

Therefore, this elven mage was very confident in his own strength, even if he saw the great strength displayed by Lin Shui, he did not think that Lin Shui would be able to defeat him.

"Savage monster, your flesh and bones will be reduced to ashes by the flames. ”

The elven mage looked at Lin Shui and said. It's just that Lin Shui couldn't understand what he said and every word he said. However, his rich combat experience made him guess that the enemy was provoking him, so he hooked his finger.

And the meaning of this action could not be clearer, and the elven mage was furious, and a fireball the size of a basin hit Lin Shui mercilessly. and smashed directly into Lin Shui's head.

Then the anger in the elven mage's eyes was reduced a lot. He believed that Lin Shui would not be able to resist this level of attack no matter what, because his attack could destroy even solid steel.

But alas, he was completely wrong. The basin-sized fireball fell in front of Lin Shui with a terrifying high temperature, but in the next second, it was split in half by Lin Shui with the long sword in his hand.

The terrifying fireball did not hurt Lin Shui, but instead caused Lin Shui to rush towards the elven mage in front of him at an extremely fast speed after splitting the fireball. He's going to kill them all in one fell swoop.

The elven mage, who was really threatened, couldn't help but change his face at this time. Then seeing that Lin Shui, the enemy with a long sword, was getting closer and closer to him, he hurriedly spit out a series of spells with the staff in his hand. A tough, transparent shield enveloped his body.

"Poof~"

The long sword in Lin Shui's hand slashed heavily against the shield. And the shield that looked extremely tough was directly cut by Lin Shui with the long sword in his hand at this time.

Then, under the unbelievable gaze of this elven mage, the extremely sharp blessed sword slashed smoothly into his body.

Hot scarlet blood gushed out at this time, no matter how unbelievable the elven mage was. But in the next second, the long sword in Lin Shui's hand still pierced his heart.

"Forehead ......"

He struggled to wail or say what he wanted to say in the last moments of his life. But who let the scarlet blood fill his throat at this time, so he couldn't say anything.

So he collapsed in a pool of blood with regret and was reduced to a corpse.

"Phew, fragile crumbs. Looking at the dead elven mage, Lin Shui, as the winner and the winner, spat on the other party's corpse with disdain.

Who called this elven mage in front of him from Lin Shui's eyes, he was a despicable believer in demons. Such an opponent naturally can't win the slightest respect from a person like Lin Shui, who believes in piety.

But this insult to the corpse did not anger the elven warriors around him, because the elven mage was the most powerful man on the ship. The most powerful of their own side were easily killed by the enemy, and the elven warriors around them could only feel fear.

So much so that when those blessed people who followed Lin Shui rushed up to launch another attack on the elven warriors, the elven warriors on this ship directly threw away the weapons in their hands and chose to flee without hesitation.