Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Valkyrie

The Tyrrhenian Sea, on the deck of the ghost flagship.

Sidlifa quickly rolled again, dodging countless rays of attack.

Most of the undead on the deck had already been killed by her, leaving only a certain law-level wraith, who seemed to be the leader of these undead, and was extremely strong in combat.

The Wraith was more than five meters tall, translucent, and extremely bloated, as if it were made up of layers of fat. With his gestures, the fat on his body rolled like a wave, and small eyes were revealed in the folds, dense enough to scare anyone with secret fear.

Each time these eyes open, they unleash deadly rays. Sidlifa jumped back again, several rays striking the deck, cauterizing a deep hole in what appeared to be the plank there rotting away at breakneck speed.

Hidlifa, who jumped in the air, saw that the resentful spirit suddenly opened its arms, and the dozen or so eyes embedded in the two arms all opened, and the black and white eyes turned for a moment, and then they all looked at her strangely.

Ray of Decay!

At the critical moment, Hidlifa's whole body suddenly erupted with thunder and lightning, and the lightning beam popped out of her hand, hitting the inlaid iron plate on the side of the ship next to her, and then her whole body seemed to be pulled away by the lightning beam, just avoiding the attack of the ray cluster.

Axe of the North Wind!

In the moment of the magnetic movement, Sidlifa had already thrown the Axe of the North Wind, slashing through a cold arc and whistling towards the Wraith.

The opponent did not dodge. In other words, its bloated and fat body could not flexibly dodge, so it could only open its eyes on its fat belly and cast its eyes on the flying axe.

Rays of decay shot out and struck the flying Axe of the North Wind. If it were a normal weapon, I am afraid that it would have been shattered by the ray a long time ago, but the artifact was naturally not so fragile, but the surrounding white qi was dissipated a little, and the body passed through the body of the resentful spirit.

Then he flew back into Sidlifa's hands.

Hit in the abdomen by the axe of the north wind, those dense eyes suddenly closed more than half, and blood and tears flowed from the sides of the eyelids covered with thick frost.

"Roarβ€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€” The wraith let out some kind of unbearable rage and roar, and all the eyes on its body suddenly opened.

Dangerous! A frightened thought suddenly crossed Sidlifa's mind, and without hesitation, she grabbed the side of the ship and turned over, and quickly fell into the water.

As she fell into the sea, she heard a strange buzz above her head, and then countless things fell into the water.

Fragments of planks, iron nails, strips of canvas, barrels and masts...... Under the explosive attack of the Wraith at any cost, the entire upper part of the Ghost Flagship was shattered in the impact of the Rotten Ripples, and a large number of fragments fell into the sea.

Sidlifa dodged the debris nimbly through the water like a fish, and then leaped out of the water.

Magnetic beam!

From her right hand, a wire of electric current was ejected again, attached to the iron hoop that held the middle of the mast in place, and the whole person flew out of the sea.

Frost Missile!

In the air, she fired a cold air bomb again, which was a technique that Sidlifa learned from the Northern Horn, holding it in the palm of her hand with an extremely condensed frost spell, and then slashing it out like a dart, the core of the spell would pull out the trajectory of white qi when flying, which was the frost droplets that the water vapor in the surrounding air suddenly met condensed.

In fact, the flight speed of the Technique Core is much faster than the speed at which the White Qi spreads, and often when the White Qi appears in the middle of the range, the Technique Core has already hit the enemy, so it has the effect of misleading the enemy's judgment.

The resentful spirit on the opposite side was really fooled, and the eyes embedded in the skin on the neck opened one after another, and the rays rushed straight to the position of the white qi.

Then the core of the spell struck it in the chest.

The Ghost Series' body is immune to physical damage, but has very little resistance to Arcane Spell Damage. First, a grain of ice appeared in the center of his chest, and then a hexagonal snowflake spread out in all directions.

There was another furious roar, although this resentful spirit had reached the law level, but its IQ didn't seem to be very good, it clumsily inserted its hands into its chest, and all the eyeballs in its palms spontaneously shattered, and a thick blue-black liquid flowed out of it, curbing the spread of ice crystals and snowflakes.

When the damage spreads in the body, it is the subconscious instinct of any intelligent life to try to save itself, but no one who has received vocational training will do this, because when you save yourself, it is the best time to launch a chase from the other side.

The correct way to deal with it is, of course, to endure the injury and move away first, and then save yourself when you reach a safe position. However, the wraith was destined to fail to do so, for a bolt of lightning passed through its arms and through its chest again.

Under the instant heating of thunder and lightning, the ice crystals and snowflakes in its body suddenly exploded, and countless small ice particles sputtered in all directions, tearing all the tiny eyes on its body surface into pieces from the inside out.

"Ahh On the verge of death, the wraith went berserk again, its tiny eyes shattered at the same time.

Sidlifa hurriedly adjusted the rotation of the magnetic field around her body, quickly changing from clockwise to counterclockwise, so the magnetic force pulled immediately changed to repulsion, and pushed her high into the air in an instant.

Immediately after, the ghost flagship below exploded.

A large amount of evasive supernatural power poured into Sidlifa's body, and it was clear that the undead had died in the final explosion. Sidlifa unleashed another beam of electricity in the air, grabbing the mast of the nearest ghost ship, and then the figure was pulled up by the magnetic force.

Her figure sped through the battlefield, like Spider-Man jumping between tall buildings, or like a survey corps roaming freely around Attack on Titan. The Axe of the North Wind has become her killing weapon, which can be thrown in any direction during flight, and will automatically fly back into her hand after killing the Dead.

On the battlefield, more and more Norman warriors couldn't help but raise their heads and look at the white-haired female warriors who were shuttling back and forth over the ships. Of course, they don't think of "Spider-Man" or "three-dimensional maneuvering device", and at this time, there is only one thought left in everyone's mind:

Valkyrie, Valkyrie of Valhalla in Hokuriku mythology.

These Valkyries are said to descend around the true Norman warriors, help them kill enemies on the battlefield, and then lure the spirits of the dead back to Valhalla Palace.

"Valkyrie!" I don't know who shouted like this, and the blood and arrogance in everyone's bones were immediately ignited.

The Norman warriors shouted the name "Valkyrie" and began to frantically fight the undead in the vicinity.