Chapter 1262: First Wave of Small Ones
The Zhuya sailor chopped the waves and sailed forward.
On the flagship deck, the gods gathered. Approaching the ambush site, Lu Yao summoned them all back so as not to be caught by Jehovah and expose the ambush.
"Remember, our goal this time is not to kill as many angels as we can, but only to kill those fanatics." Lu Yao reminded again and again, uneasily, for fear that these gods would be too excited for a while and forget the difference in strength between themselves and the angel legion.
The gods laughed and said nothing, nonsense, mad believers that is equivalent to adults beating schoolchildren. Hitting angels is equivalent to a schoolboy beating an adult, when we are all stupid?
However, seeing Eve beside Lu Yao, the gods restrained their smiles with interest. There are people above people, and they want to laugh in their hearts.
"We know what to do." Zeus thought that he was Lu Yao's cheap father-in-law, and he made a statement on behalf of the gods with a big package, and followed the first one to fly into the sky.
The rest of the gods will rise into the air, and they will be a sharp knife to destroy the fleet of the Lord in chaos. Fanatics are not winged birdmen, and without ships, they can only wait for death on the vast sea, it is nothing more than a matter of time.
At the same time, Poseidon and other gods who controlled water, sea, weather, and other related aspects jumped off the deck and dived into the sea, using the cover of the sea to approach Jehovah's fleet.
"Here we go." Lu Yao took a deep breath and calmed down. Now everything that needs to be done has been done, and whether it can succeed depends on these gods and Huaxia Half-Immortals.
While Lu Yao waited for the result, Jehovah's fleet did not know that a bottomless sinkhole was waiting for them in front of them.
After sailing for so many days, although they were blessed by divine power and the speed of the voyage was not slow, whether it was the angelic legion or the fanatics, they were affected by the emotions of the Lord and were mentally exhausted.
Uriel went about the ships as usual, and to boost the morale of the devotees, and had just landed on the deck of the first ship, when suddenly there was a cry of surprise all around, which immediately made him frown and look up.
At this glance, his brow furrowed even tighter.
The sky that had been clear and cloudless has changed. The sky seems to be framed with a black border, which stands out against the azure background. The wind also became stronger, and the sails were bulging, and they were pulled to the limit by the increased wind.
The sea is already moody, and it is not uncommon for the first second to be calm and the next to be huge. Uriel is mentally prepared for the vagaries of the maritime climate and has a well-developed countermeasure to it.
"Divine blessing, hurry up and move." Uriel flapped his wings and rose into the air, raising his voice to order.
The ships that make up the fleet are of different sizes, and all kinds of patchwork are put together, and the big ships are easy to withstand the wind and waves, but the small ships are not so easy. Although the ship is small, it can also settle down, keeping the angel's combat power from declining.
Tens of thousands of angels flew out of the huge fleet at once. About 200,000 angels were evenly scattered over the fleet, their hands clasped in front of their chests, singing hymns in unison. Immediately following each angel's body, a faint fluctuation of divine power burst out, and it was very strangely linked, forming a huge and friendless divine power shield, ensuring that the approaching storm would not destroy any of the ships.
The divine blessings of the angels did not take much time, and the weather changes did not take much time either.
The black lines that had been embedded in the azure sky had spread, staining the entire sky black. The wind was raging, the waves were rolling, and a rare storm was coming.
The huge waves that were several meters high or even more than ten meters high rolled in waves one after another, and when they landed on the faintly visible divine power shield, they turned into thousands of silver flowers, and they failed to shake even a small boat in the slightest.
Uriel smiled faintly, preparing to return to the ship to continue his patrol, but he didn't expect that there was a sudden exclamation from below, and he looked in the direction from which the voice came, and his face couldn't help but change slightly.
At the very front of the fleet, a huge whirlpool was slowly taking shape. Hundreds of thousands of tons of seawater flowed violently in a clockwise direction under the roll of an unknown force, and in less than a minute, a huge whirlpool with a diameter of more than ten miles had appeared in front of the fleet.
"Damn, it's a trap!" Uriel is the embodiment of wisdom, who does not know that the situation in front of him is by no means a thing formed in the natural climate, and immediately flapped his wings and flew to the front.
With a flash of cold light, Uriel pulled out his cross sword and slashed out with all his strength, and in an instant, a white half-moon-shaped sword light roared out. The sword light that was more than ten meters long seemed to penetrate the space, and as soon as it left the cross sword, it immediately disappeared into the whirlpool.
With a loud bang, the sword light exploded, turning into thousands of small white sword lights, instantly filling every corner of the whirlpool. The huge burst of divine power immediately changed the whirlpool, and it was about to disappear.
However, at this moment, countless small white sword lights suddenly burst out on the surface of the sea that was about to return to calm, and Uriel's pupils suddenly shrank.
The divine power was forced out.
Uriel's face was extremely ugly, he didn't know that there were more than one or two souls that created such a whirlpool, otherwise he would not be able to force out the huge divine power contained in his full blow.
"Raphael, you and I join forces." Uriel let out a loud shout without replying, and at the same time struck again with all his might.
At this time, Raphael, who heard the news, also realized that he had encountered an ambush and was overshadowed by the gods, so he immediately responded to Uriel and pulled out his cross sword with all his strength.
The two huge sword lights almost simultaneously submerged into the whirlpool, and the huge divine power contained in the full blow of the two divine angels comparable to the main gods such as Zeus instantly exploded, forcibly tearing the strong ocean current, and tearing the whirlpool to pieces.
The huge waves were monstrous, and the waves were more than ten or twenty meters high, but they did not cause any damage to the oncoming fleet. With the combined blessing of 200,000 angels, it is enough to resist the power of heaven.
"Damn, hurry up." Poseidon saw that the whirlpool created by the gods was destroyed, and cursed and urged the gods to strike again.
Before the words fell, tens of thousands of white sword lights fell from the sky, splitting the sea water, enveloping a radius of ten miles, shocking Poseidon and the other gods to hurriedly urge the divine power to flee with all their might.
In an instant, countless sword lights stirred the bottom of the sea into a quagmire, and when the sea water became clear, the originally flat seabed had become a different appearance, crisscrossing large and small ravines, and countless sea creatures were all killed by the sword light into powder, and there was not even blood and water left.
Poseidon and the other gods secretly smacked their tongues, knowing that the angel legion was clearing the hidden dangers around the fleet, and no one was willing to continue to attack, so they turned around and left with an unusually tacit understanding.
On the sea, the storm was still raging, the waves were raging more and more, and the thunder snakes were rolling among the dark clouds, as if the end had come, but the fleet could not be helpless. Millions of angels above the fleet tirelessly slashed down with sword light, not seeking to kill the enemy, but only to force the hidden danger away from the fleet.
However, at this time, a large white cloud suddenly floated in the cloudy sky, which was particularly conspicuous.
The Zhu Ya army was dispatched.