The Sea Clan's attack ended there, and they screamed unwillingly, but at the behest of their leader, they had to retreat to the sea, where the surface was littered with corpses and wreckage, and blood-stained warships were moored in the ruins, and steam rose.

The sea was calming down, and all the enemies had fled to the bottom, but Crondo was not reassured, and he stared at the surface of the sea where no living thing had jumped out, and a shudder of uneasiness was brewing down his spine.

The leader of the Sea Clan, Ciel Kannas, has not yet appeared, so are they planning to retreat like this?

Before the soldiers of the fleet could utter a shout of victory, a flash of lightning flashed overhead, illuminating Crondo's uncertain face, and then faded.

"How dare you slaughter the people of the sea." A rumbling voice came from the bottom of the sea: "Now, you will be greeted only by destruction, and feel the wrath of the furious gods!" ”

The sea level, hidden in the black clouds and rainstorm, suddenly lit up like a burn, and the junction of heaven and sea was especially bright, almost like the sun appeared on the surface of the sea, and then it was like a shrine in the sea floating, and the bright palace was brightly lit, more brilliant and dazzling than any mirage, and the sky and the sea were reflected in a dazzling white by those palaces.

"The kingdom of God."

Someone in the fleet whispered stupidly.

Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, the waves on the sea were like walls, and in the sound of the swirling water, a nightmarish figure appeared above the waves, his image was a blue-green female carcass with only the upper body, but as majestic as a titan, wearing a tunic made of shells and a purple cloak woven of jellyfish, with claws on his fingertips, fins on his elbows, eyes shining with a pearlescent death-white sheen, and hair dancing seaweed.

Goddess of the Sea, Ambory.

In the whispers of fear, the temperature on the sea plummeted, the blizzard roared, the harsh winter enveloped the area, and the remaining flames on the sea surface were immediately extinguished, and another god revealed her true face, the beautiful and cruel winter goddess Auruel, who appeared in the frost and snow, and looked at the mortals on the sea with a cold gaze, and joined forces with the goddess of the sea.

As if the people on the ground were not desperate enough, two huge blood moons rose on the surface of the sea, it was not the moon, but the eyes of a giant beast, and the hunting god Mara appeared on the other side of the sky, bringing unparalleled blood qi, greedily looking at the living people on the fleet, sharpening his teeth.

And in the kingdom of God farther away, the lightning sigil shone brightly, it was the emblem of Talos, the main god of powerful divine power, the Lord of the Storm and Scourge, although he did not appear, but still watched the battlefield with a distant gaze.

It is no exaggeration to say that the furious gods have all been involved in this battlefield, winter, tsunamis, storms and natural disasters, the gods control everything on earth with unparalleled power, the steel fleet shakes like a boat in the tide, everyone shuddered involuntarily in the bitter winter, the storm splashed on the decks of ships, and every ship sounded a piercing siren.

Ambery's pale eyes showed no sparkle, she didn't say a word, she raised her hand lightly, drew out the rusty trident, and then without any fancy front stabs, the furious tsunami rushed with the movements of the goddess of the sea, and the sea converged into a huge flowing trident, the tip of each wave was pointed, and pounced on the shaky North Sea Fleet.

"Open the protective barrier!" Crondo yelled in the rain.

With the Imperial Grip as the center, the magic energy core of each warship was overloaded, and a dark shield was raised to protect the fleet, and the sea full of divine power crashed into the protective layer of the fleet, and the front end shattered into scattered waves, but the sea water behind it immediately followed, surging like a stream and pouring into the dark shield.

The smaller patrol ships let out a high-pitched steam roar, followed by frigates, destroyers, and giant-class battleships, their magic cores overclocked and permanently damaged, and on the other side, the hustle and bustle of the sea came to an end, and the divine power contained in the sea goddess's blow was finally exhausted.

"That's what it is...... God? Crondo's lips trembled, and he looked at the hull of the Imperial Grip to report that although the main ship's magical core was not destroyed, it was also depleted and unusable, and it needed to be recharged at the Imperial Headquarters before it could be activated again.

As the captain of the ship, no one knows better than Crondo how high the protection level of this main ship is, the Imperial Grip, the Northern Dawn, and the Breath of the Holy Dragon are the symbols of the Black Wing Empire's maritime supremacy, and it is condensed with the best industrial technology and magic level of the Empire, and it is built at an immeasurable cost.

But the effort of such a nationwide effort was completely dimmed by the blow of the gods, and Crondo felt that his faith was being dealt a great blow.

But what he didn't know was that this scene was even more devastating to the gods, and it was not that there were no things in the astral realm that could fight the gods or even defeat the gods, such as Titans, evil things, hatred and gods, and legendary dragons, but those who could fight the gods with foreign objects were all things that were famous in the vast history, just like the Star Alliance, the Arcane Empire, and the recent Queldore race in the continent of Eladia.

These terrifying mortal associations have a common name in the eyes of the gods - "civilization".

In the eyes of the gods, these civilizations are no different from hatred, evil creatures, and even abyss demons, they are all extremely difficult enemies of the gods, so now this scene has brought them an even greater shock, the Black Wing Empire embodies the prototype of a new civilization, even the evil and chaotic furious gods, they realize that they have to strangle this bud in the cradle.

"Hunt, slaughter!"

Marat roared, the beast didn't have as many ideas as the other gods, and it was filled with only a boiling desire to kill, and after conspiring with Tiamat to design the god of war, this guy had obviously benefited a lot, and it had become stronger.

Unconsciously, the Northern Fleet in the floating sea has turned white, and the snow and ice cover the barrel of the naval guns, freezing the entire fleet, not to mention counterattacking, these mortals do not even have a chance to escape.

Clondo stared desperately at the gods in the sky, moving his frozen fingers, clenching his sword, his throat rolling, shouting with all his strength: "Everyone, prepare, fight!" ”

"Everybody—all have to die!"

The sound of sneering echoed in this ice and snow sea, and the god of hunting turned his head into a black giant wolf, opening his mouth like a black hole, wanting to swallow the entire Northern Fleet in one fell swoop.

"Long time no see, Marat."

Before the myth of the hunt could completely dissipate, another overlapping bass voice sounded: "I said, why don't you guys come to see me first when you guys visit Eladia, what do you mean by bullying mortals?" ”

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