Now, a month later.

This group of guys, who are eating a lot of oil on the supply line of Cyrius, have already used the ambush routine to the fullest.

Even the most basic "misty silver lamp" summons fog, and Milan has experience.

It is no longer the same as the original to directly adjust the concentration to the highest, like a wall of fog in front of others, but to control different ranges from light to thick, just like the normal rising fog subtle and natural.

No matter how vigilant a person is, he will not notice that something is wrong in a short period of time.

Then there will be a wave of seabird air raids, depending on the situation, with hypnotic "sleeping potions", strong poisons "voodoo potions", "pixies" and even "alchemy bombs" for arson.

For ordinary transport ships, after these first two steps, there is only the qualification to be "touched" by others.

In fact, most of the encounters in the past month have come like this, and the supply ships and pirates on all sides have not even seen the shadow of the enemy, and they have been defeated by the "conspiracy" of Aven's side.

The crews of the two ships basically won all the way, and there were very few opportunities to really start the fleet artillery battle, and some officers and men even felt that they had gained a lot of weight during this time.

One trick is eaten all over the world, and this ambush plan is no exception.

Although the legal priests who were concerned about the existence of the ship did not dare to let the seabirds get too close, just looking at the specifications of the warship, they could also make a general assessment of the strength of the personnel on board.

In the fleet of three cruisers and a third-class battleship, there should be at least five official knights, plus one priest of the legal system, one more than on his side.

However, as long as they were not dragged into the broadside battles that they claimed to be invincible in the world, the superiority of the transcendents was not so obvious in long-range artillery battles.

What's more, the dominance is in your own hands, and you can fight and run if you want.

Coupled with the two strategically important sea treasures, the "Mist Silver Lamp" and the "Artillery Command Knife", Evan felt that his side's chances of victory were not small.

Although he was a little enthusiastic about the third-class ship "Startenberg" itself and the various materials it carried, under the current comparison of strength, he couldn't care about the spoils of war for the time being.

The first goal is to kill the opponent's living force.

Slowly.

Seeing the other party enter the ambush circle he had prepared, Ai Wen decisively ordered.

"Bess!

Fluttering Ridge –

Fluttering Ridge –

With the exception of pintail swifts, which are too small, all seabirds take to the skies.

Nineteen large seabirds were clutching two alchemy bombs in their claws, and now the "Stormhorn" alchemy bombs were well stocked, and they were not afraid of wasting them at all.

With the great power of the alchemy bomb, plus the clay pot that was specially wrapped by Aven.

As long as the cluster bomb landed on the deck of the cruiser, it was enough to sweep away the ordinary soldiers on the entire deck and directly knock out all the firepower on the upper main deck.

The white seagull was holding all kinds of things in his hands, from the "Sleeping Potion", "Voodoo Potion", "Pokemon", and even the "Crazy Potion" that made the crew of the "Storm Horn" tremble when they heard the name now... The whole nine yards.

Whichever potion fell, it was enough for the soldiers of Cyrius to drink a pot.

During normal sailing.

The Cylius fleet was in the form of a single column with the Startenberg as both the flagship and the lead ship, with three cruisers lined up behind it.

But after encountering the increasingly thick fog at sea, the "Startenberg" signal flag, which is the flagship, waved.

Their formation gradually changed, and three cruisers guarded the slowest "Startenberg" in the middle, acting as the frigate of the large battleship.

In terms of military literacy and reaction speed, it is far beyond the ability of the pirate fleet.

But.

The concentration of the fleet played into the hands of Aiwen, and the denser the formation, the more conducive to the exertion of the power of the "bomb".

Seeing that the air force unit has gradually come to the sky above the naval fleet, and the two fourth-class ships are also advancing synchronously in a standard battle line formation, ready to seize the opportunity to beat the water dogs at any time.

Suddenly.

The pintail swift, who still sticks to his reconnaissance post, sends back a picture.

On the deck of the third-class ship "Startenburg", escorted by two heavily armed Cyrius heavy warriors, a curly-haired priest dressed in a white background and red-edged religious robes ascended the bow tower.

In a burning clay brazier, golden holy oil was dripped, and a bright yellow flame rose more than a meter high.

The priests raised their hands and reverently chanted:

"Eternal Flame!

bonfires to drive out wild beasts;

Flames destroy enemies;

Bright lights illuminate the way ahead;

.....”

【Divine Magic: Lava Pupil!】

A bright yellow line of fire shot straight into the sky from the clay pot, and an eye larger than a head opened at the top of the mainmast, which was nearly 60 meters from the sea surface of the third-class ship.

Blinking his eyes like tumbling magma, his bright yellow pupils shot out a clear divine light that easily pierced through the mist, sweeping towards the sea, the sky, and everything the priesthood found suspicious.

"MD, the legal profession is troublesome, and you have to ask God for divination at the slightest hint of trouble!

Can't wait any longer, bass!

Although he had not yet reached the best position, Evan gave the order decisively.

Because he knows.

In any case, a patriarch of the "Eternal Flame" church is much stronger than the wild wizard Akrava of the "Eagle Spirit" at the beginning.

If he had discovered the air raid in advance, no matter what kind of response he made, it would not have been what Evan wanted to see.

Whoa....

The bomber formations violently dropped all sorts of "bombs" in their claws.

At this time, the range of air raids had already covered most of the hulls of the two cruisers and the third-class battleships.

At the same time.

Edmund, who was using the Detection Divine Technique, also spotted the sneaky seabirds above his head, as well as the various "bombs" that had just been dropped by them.

I didn't expect that I just felt that something was wrong and routinely detected that someone was really attacking, and it seemed that he was still a wizard who could manipulate seabirds!

"Damn the wizard, don't think about it!"

Curly hair fluttering, eyes wide open, the mighty priest's mouth seemed to burn others, and the prayer was solemn and urgent:

"The red flame is bright and shining and protects us from suffering!"

【Divine Protection!】

A huge barrier glowing red quickly swelled around the brazier, like a giant umbrella holding up the head of the fleet.

The appearance of war is a duel between the "spear" and the "shield", and whoever is stronger will have the upper hand.

This time....

The hastily erected barrier looks imposing, but the scope of the defense is too large.

And the trigger mechanism of the alchemy bomb is that it will explode when it touches something, whether it is a battleship or... Divine Barrier.

Boom, boom, boom...

The first few bombs were hindered and then exploded.

Easily tear a big hole in the barrier, and various other "bombs" that were a step slower behind fell again.

To be honest, the effect of this physical barrier on alchemy bombs and various potions is even far less than that of the tempest summoned by the original wild wizard Akrava.

Those that are blocked by the barrier are not as good as those that are affected by the first few bombs in mid-air.

At this time, no matter whether the priest has a follow-up or not, there is no chance to cast the spell again.

But his timely shot still had an effect.

Affected by the explosion in the middle of the way, most of the "bombs" were also blown away from a distance, deviating from the predetermined trajectory of their fall.

The next moment.

Boom Boom –

A huge flame rose up, and the surface of a cruiser had been swept away, and then a bottle of green fog exploded on the deck, like a viscous amorphous monster, slowly pouring down the large hole in the middle of the deck into the lower artillery deck.

But.

These soldiers, who have been in the New World for a long time, have also dealt with indigenous wizards, and have already jumped into the sea to escape when they see that the situation is not good.

Puff ...

The other cruiser that was within the attack range was not much better.

Two "elves" with cute names visited the area, setting fire to the masts, sails, and burning along the deck in a very unlovely way, turning many of the Syrius soldiers working here into tumbling burning men.

Only the battleship "Startenburg" of the third rank was in slightly better condition, and the aft mast was blown off.

Although a bottle of "Crazy Potion" exploded immediately after, it was summoned by Edmund, who was waiting for him, and a large puddle of flames burned it in the blink of an eye.

Everything happens between the lights and the fire.

Whoosh!

After hearing the loud noise, the figure swayed, and the captain of the ship, Colonel Stanley, and the army commander, Colonel Reynolds Ban, were already wrapped in the strong wind and flew to the deck.

Looking at the two cruisers at sea in miserable condition, the two commanders were dumbfounded.

"Damn, who would dare to attack the Kingdom Navy?!"

The Haikou that they had just boasted about was still in their ears, but the slap in the face came so quickly that they couldn't help but be a little annoyed and angry with their deep battle-hardened cities.

Imam Edmond next to him hurried to use a magic spell again.

【Flame Immunity!】

The power of the gods was extinguished in an instant, and the flames on the burning cruiser were boiling, but the combat power of this battleship was already very small.

As soon as the battle was engaged.

By the time the enemy did not even show up, two cruisers were already forced out of the battle.

Then, the equally angry clergyman pointed his hand to somewhere in the fog:

"I saw it, the enemy is there!"

At the same time.

In the roar of artillery fire...

The blazing torrent of iron and fire, dragging a piercing roar, had already crushed the dense fog on the sea, and smashed towards the "Startenberg" from the direction he pointed.