The Dead Sea Fleet finally made its way through the eerie reefs along the shoreline of the Abyss of Hell.

In order to save the time for the army to land, Dai Lin used a rough method to blow up all the reefs, and the hell squid that had bred in the murky waters was buried in the torpedo explosion of the Dead Sea Fleet along with the soul suckers because of the terrible conditions of the Hell Abyss.

On the deck of the fleet that was about to dock, Luminas looked disgusted, and used a wooden stick to flick the pale, twisted, flesh-sucking and disgusting hell squid under her feet, this thing opened her eyes, she had always felt that the faceless beings born by the ancient gods were already the most disgusting creatures Azeroth could find, but after seeing the "aquatic products" of the abyss of the underworld, Luminas realized that she might still be too young.

"What the hell does Hela think!"

The unbearable Death Lord, struck by the disgusting smell of the hell squid, swung her holy sword, and in the midst of the roar of the blade, the malicious creature was completely annihilated by the spurting death force, and she wiped the blade while facing the landing commander beside her, the most strategically minded Danas of the Darkblade Legion. Tol Bain complained:

"I know she's crazy, but she's not that crazy, is she? She would allow these disgusting things to exist in her own seawater, I heard that she rests in this sea every day, and she doesn't feel disgusting? ”

"Nope! I don't think these things are made by Hella. ”

Tolbain covered his nose with a handkerchief, and said in an angry voice:

"Remember a time when you were sent by Tyrion to the Dead Realms to rid the Dead of the Realms of the Dead of the Spirits? Those twisted monsters covered in black grease and made up of the remnants of souls that can't shake off negative emotions, I think, these weird creatures of the Dead Sea, which are also mutants of the Dementors, are essentially indistinguishable from those monsters. ”

"These are the last fate of those weak souls who have been tortured and driven crazy by Hela in this gray world, and the form and essence of their souls are distorted, which is really pitiful."

But Tolbane's explanation did not make Luminas feel much easier, and the Death Lord stared at Tolbane with his deliberately dead fish eyes, and she said dryly:

"Oh, that's great! In other words, we need to completely occupy this land, not only to get rid of Hela and her countless kvadir souls, but also to clean up this garbage-like sea by the way."

"Yes, that's right!"

Thorbain nodded, and the commander looked at the shore as he drew nearer, and instead of laughing, he reached out and grasped the mechanical power axe beside him, and said to Luminas:

"Did I show you your D-Day offensive plan? Do you know what your mission is? ”

"Huh?"

Luminas, who was wiping away the Sword of Death, turned her head and said with a puzzled expression:

"Kvadir who fights these weak chickens still has to plan? Wait, did you give me a plan of attack? How come I don't remember? ”

"Smack"

Danas slapped his left hand on his forehead, he shook his head in despair, and after a few seconds he said to Lord Luminas in a tired voice:

"Okay."

"After the beach-grabbing landing, you go all the way forward with the assault force! Reckless past! I need you to clear a preset battlefield at least 200 kilometers wide for us within 1 hour as our forward base and advance fortress control area, and within this 1 hour, I don't care what kind of threat you encounter, and I don't care what hell Hella sends to attack you, you must block it! ”

"In 1 hour, the second landing corps will arrive here, and after resting, well, about 4 hours, we'll launch a general attack!"

Danas. Torbain spread out the improvised map drawn by the pale Valkyries on a wooden barrel and dotted the two red X's:

"Here! This will be our encirclement of Hela's Throne of the Dead Sea, and if all goes well, in a maximum of 6 hours, we will meet up with the 5 warbands that have attacked the Gates of Hell from this world, and by that time the core encirclement of this land has been completely formed, and Hela will have nowhere to escape! ”

The landing commander's finger drew a circle on the map, and he clenched his fist:

"And the Dead Sea Throne, that's where we and Hela will fight!"

"Well, I see, you just say no."

Luminas glared at Danas, who looked at the map and asked with some confusion:

"Actually, I've always had a question, you say, why didn't the boss just take us into the Dead Sea Throne and fight to the death with Hela, he should have that ability, after all, he has taken over Bonsandy's Hades, oh yes! Isn't Bonsandi going to send troops too? Why didn't I see his troll golden sword guard? ”

"First of all! What the boss wants is occupation! It's not just a matter of destruction. ”

Danas saw the coastline getting closer and closer, he reached out and fastened the black helmet on his head, behind the huge flagship sea throne, the cabins of the landing warships had been opened, the soldiers of the Darkblade Legion were opening their chariots, and they were preparing to transport artillery, and the dense gun windows of the 174 battleships of the Dead Sea Fleet had also been opened, it was obvious that the landing operation of the Darkblade must have been preceded by a round of covering destruction and artillery bombardment.

"Killing Hela alone does not guarantee that this land will fall into our hands in a short period of time"

Danas explained to Luminas:

"You also know that Hela has ruled here for tens of thousands of years, and the number of Kvadir dead souls under her command is extremely staggering, even if they kill Hela, these misty dead will not be so obedient to lay down their weapons, on the contrary, the loss of the original order will directly lead to the abyss of hell entering a long period of chaos, which is not what we want to see."

"So we have to move forward step by step, destroying the old order and bringing about a new order with a dark edge."

"Secondly, as for Bonsandy's golden sword guards, they have actually been dispatched but the boss and I don't trust them very much, so they will exist as a maintenance legion, we are responsible for fighting, and they are responsible for receiving and managing, and this time it is to let them go through the motions."

Danas shook his head:

"We are fully capable of solving the troubles of Hades on our own, but we also have to prepare for future wars, just like these Kvadils, the troll warriors of Bonsandy, who are about to be taken over by us, will eventually become our strength, but not now!"

"Click"

At the moment when Danas's words fell, the entire shipboard guns of the Dead Sea Fleet began to adjust their muzzles under a single order, and under the control of the silent necromantic sailors, the muzzles of the densely packed and varied guns were facing the sky, and on the coastline not far from the fleet, in those rolling gray fogs, an entire army of Kvadir was already lined up on the coast.

Obviously, Hela is not a person who will not fight back, and she has noticed the fleet that is now on the edge of the abyss of the underworld, and she responded to the surprise attack, but unfortunately, this response is not too threatening.

"Clear the coast!"

Looking at the Kvardir Legion that was building a defensive belt in the mist of the coastline, Dai Lin didn't even bother to assess their threat, their numbers were too small, they lacked destructive heavy weapons, and most importantly, Hela's fleet was not here, and those dead soul armies alone could not stop the destructive majesty of the Dead Sea Fleet.

"Fire!"

The Sea Demon King gave an order, and the brilliant light completely dispersed the gray mist shrouded in this sea area in the roar of thousands of cannons, and the fog extended by Hela's death power was directly evaporated under the scorching flames, and thousands of cannonballs dragged a long tail flame, like arrows that cut through the darkness, in that flashing light, under the expressionless gaze of the Dark Blade soldiers, it crossed a streamlined trajectory in the air, and finally fell into the rolling mist of the coastline.

"Boom"

The explosion was violent.

In the roar of destruction with the rolling flames, the entire line of Kvadir Legion broke in an instant, and countless misty dead souls were destroyed, and under the raging flames and explosions, they turned into the most eerie ashes and sprinkled the cracked earth, along with the defensive walls they had built with masonry, as if they had been wiped clean by a pair of invisible hands.

It was a giant firework that had never been seen before on this ancient and closed continent, and it was also a cold slap in the face of steel and flame, and the souls of Hela's most loyal Dead Soul warriors were lost.

The generation difference in weapons is deadly, and Hela's Kvadir Legion is numerous, several times larger than the Darkblade Legion, but those rusted cold weapons in their hands, those large heavy crossbows, it is really difficult to hurt the Darkblade Legion armed by engineering.

Quantity is not the only factor that determines war.

At this time, the soldiers of the Darkblade Legion can proudly say to the soldiers of Hela, the god of death, "Your time is long over!" ”

"Hellfire Warband!"

Before the smoke and vibration from the blanket bombardment had dissipated, Luminas, wearing a black battle helmet, rolled over and rode behind her nightmare beast, the wiped cold light shining with the Holy Sword of Death pointing diagonally forward, her cold voice resounding in the hearts of all the undead of the entire Hellfire Warband at this moment, like the drums of war.

"Go with me!"

"Huh"

The moment Lord Luminas's horse's hooves touched the Dead Sea, the cold power that extended from it froze the surface of the Dead Sea, making it easier for the Necromancers to wield it in this world of death.

In the gallop of Luminas alone, the entire turbid sea was covered with cold frost, like a battlefield that was galloping at will, and behind her, countless death knights on death horses gathered into a dark turbid current, like a black tide rolling forward, under the leadership of Luminas, mercilessly rushed into the battlefield of artillery bombardment, and killed all the Kvadir Dead Soul warriors who were lucky to survive.

But the fog hasn't lifted yet!

This is the world ruled by Hela, and Hela has set completely different rules for this land, and under the gaze of Luminas, the dead warriors whose bodies have been completely destroyed by the cannons have extended their new forms little by little in the endless ashes, still in the posture of a drowning person, covered in seaweed and white bones, filled with a disgusting smell of the sea.

They can't seem to be killed!

At least in this land, in the glory of Hela, they are very difficult

"Bang"

A low gunshot bullet pierced the head of a Kvadir officer who had just risen from the ashes, and the silver burst in the dead soul's head, the silver that had great restraint against any dark power exploded in the dead soul's head, and the silver flame completely burned his torn head, causing him to let out a piercing scream, and he staggered backwards, but after a few seconds, his body was reduced to ashes, and this time, it couldn't get back up.

"Good!"

Lord Luminas, who was riding behind the black nightmare, flicked her fingers, and the silver, beautiful revolver swirled in her palm for a few weeks, and then was inserted back into the holster on her waist in a handsome position, and Luminas stretched out her fingers and flicked her long blood-red hair, and she told all the knights and soldiers who followed her charge in a spirit link.

"Everyone! Dress up as the Holy Silver Bullet! Don't save money for the Great Lord, all the armament changes are for this moment! Shoot every holy silver bullet in your hands into the heads of these damn ugly monsters! ”

"I want you to use the damn Holy Silver Fire to clean this filthy land for me!"

Seeing that Luminas and the assault force had neatly eliminated all the Dead Soul soldiers on the coast, Danas whistled, and he looked back at Dai Lin, and he whispered:

"Thank you for your help, Admiral, we can take care of the rest on our own, and have a good time with the Nagfar, that ghost ship is really famous"

"I know all the legends about it!"

Dai Lin straightened his collar, and he said calmly:

"That's what I'm here for, it's a legendary ghost ship, and it's a great gift"

"Gifts?"

Danas paused for a moment, and he looked at Dai Lin:

"Isn't it something you collected for your own fleet?"

"No!"

A slight smile hung on Dai Lin's indifferent face:

"That's a collection, and it's the best gift for my soon-to-be-born grandson!"

"Anna's child is destined to become a new son of the sea, a son of the sea, how can he not have a ship of his own?"

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"Uh"

Tyrion, leaning on the Iron Throne, raised his head and puffed out a wisp of green smoke, and he squinted his eyes, and in the quiet darkness, said to a friend:

"My war with Hela has begun, and I hope she likes the way I greet her"

"You should understand why I didn't enter the abyss of Hell in the first place, in fact, Hela is not unable to become a collaborator."

"But I'll still give you a chance, for the sake of our past side by side, to go to Odin and tell him that it is my kindness to hand over what I need, and it is precious"

"If you fail, then I will stand by Hela's side and put an end to these tens of thousands of years of grievances in my own way. You should know, friend, I'm not just talking."

"Anyway, there's not much time left for you, friend, get on your way."

In that peaceful darkness, there was no response, but the High Lord knew that the persuaders of Odin and the Valhalla were already on their way, and he hoped for good news, but if it was bad news, he wouldn't mind too much.

"Huh"

The Great Lord stood up and pressed the cigarette butt in his hand in the icy ashtray, and at the moment when the fire was extinguished, his figure was accompanied by clear footsteps, and disappeared into the darkness of this temple, his soldiers had already begun to fight, and he was about to set foot on his own battlefield.

He doesn't need to ask anyone's opinion anymore, he doesn't need to look at anyone's face anymore, he can make his own decisions.

After all

He's strong enough.

He already has the ability to indulge in every dish that fate has served him

He is no longer a pawn. <

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