Two or three rows of battleships that were leaking and sinking blocked the advance of the rear army. They had to make a detour, while leaving part of the battleship behind to save their comrades who had fallen overboard.

The battlefield was changing rapidly, and by the time the Church of Light army arrived, the war was over. The "Bloodthirsty" and "Urging" teams took over their respective commandos and had already retreated to a kilometer away in two ways. In the distance, they also saw people waving goodbye to them desperately.

It's unbearable! It's infuriating! Although the war was unfavorable, and nearly thirty percent of the warships had been lost, there was no doubt that the Church of Light still had an absolute numerical advantage. Therefore, the five cardinals jointly decided: the whole army pursued!

Before there was time to clean up the countless floating corpses, the dense army of the Church of Light chased after them with all their might. Now the two sides are no more than a thousand meters apart. As the most authoritative of the cardinals, Elma is now the de facto leader of this vast navy. Hmph! As long as you don't get out of our sight, you will have nowhere to escape!" he thought with hatred in his heart.

At the behest of the cardinal, the magic archers on all the ships were ready for battle through the word of the flag. With a distance of more than a thousand meters, it is most suitable for the attack of magic arrows.

"Prepare ......"

"Quick, look underwater, there's something!" exclaimed as the commanders interrupted the command's assault.

"Warning!

"Knock knock ......" The alarm bell rang urgently.

"Yes, it's an iceberg!" many people saw clearly.

At this time, under the command of Elma, a signal came from the flagship on how to respond. All the mages on each ship went into action. Work in groups of several people to perform fire magic. They tried to melt the iceberg before it hit. Unfortunately, the speed of those icebergs is just too fast. Above the sea, under the environment of heavy water vapor, although there are a large number of magicians, how can it be possible to melt those surging icebergs at once?

You may wonder if you ask: What the hell is going on? Don't forget, the Navy SEALs are made up of four main professions. In the heat of battle, the "warriors" and "fighters" in the melee units and the "magic archers" in the ranged troops have already struck. But the "magicians" in the expedition force have not yet appeared. It's not that they're weak and useless. Rather, it is because, in the plan of the chief of staff, Camille, they play an important role in delaying the pursuers.

When the battle was in full swing, the magicians of the long-range attack force were already busy. Those who are good at ice (an enhanced version of water magic) magic, teaming up to condense one iceberg after another. Most of these icebergs are submerged in the water, and the overall shape is cone-shaped, with pointed fronts and smooth lines, which is very dynamic. At the time of cohesion, they consciously left a large space under the wide tail.

The next move was the Wind Mages, who condensed a large amount of air with all their might, and then forcibly compressed them into the wide tail space. The quick-eyed ice mage completely blocked the gap in time. So one by one, the powerful weapons of attacking the enemy were completed.

Although the attacks of the "Demon Archers" and "Warriors" and "Fighters" were very fast, and it only took about ten minutes before and after to evacuate after achieving brilliant results, but in just a few moments, thousands of icicles had been completed.

In a large-scale evacuation, the most difficult thing to deal with is the post-closure work. If one is not handled well, it may bring incalculable losses to the army. Chief of Staff Camille was born as a brainstorm, and he had long expected the Church of Light's ranged forces to attack. So, after seeing the army of the Church of Light bypassing the wreckage of the ship, he ordered the fire mage to do it.

Thousands of fireballs rose into the air and struck the tail of the icicle, and compressed gas gushed out wildly from the narrow hole. Suddenly, one ice pick after another rushed towards the enemy ship like a torpedo.

The fire just now produced a lot of water vapor, and the line of sight was not very good. Just as the Church of Light was about to launch a magic arrow to attack, they spotted an iceberg rapidly approaching on the blue water. They reacted fairly quickly, and although they started the attack of fire magic as soon as possible, it was too late, and the iceberg that had been melted a lot still hit it violently.

There was a loud "boom" sound, and a large hole immediately appeared in the bottom of the battleship in the front row. With the violent shaking, the speed of the attacked battleship decreased sharply, and at the same time, it was sinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. The battleship in the back row didn't have time to react, so it crashed into it with great bravery. At the moment when the two ships collided, a second wave of icicles also attacked. Caught between two sides, the power is terrifying. The ships of the first row were devastated, and the main structure of the ships of the second row was damaged and basically lost the ability to act.

The battleships in the back rows finally reacted.

"Drop anchor, drop sail!...... fast, fast" at the urging of the commander, and with the assistance of the mages and fighters of the wind and water magic and fighting skills. Finally, there were no further collisions.

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat, and at the same time breathed a great sigh of relief. Because, the disaster was finally averted.

This was followed by a clean-up of the site and the opening of new passages. Once again, quite a few rescue ships were left behind. After three strikes and two blows, less than half of the battleships that continue to pursue are now left. But they still have an absolute numerical advantage, at least three times that of the other side.

The faith of the people of the Church of Light has suffered a number of blows. Although I feel that there is still a possibility of defeating the other party, I have lost the confidence that I was sure to win before. Many people just want to follow from afar, just find the enemy's lair. They prayed that the top leadership would not have the idea of stumbling. They hoped that after gathering enough strength in the future, they would come back to suppress the bandits in a majestic manner. Because, now, even if it can be defeated, it is bound to pay a very heavy price.

They are extremely fragile in their hearts, and now they are almost a little nervous. The idea of not wanting to hurt the enemy, but seeking self-preservation, has spread among the army. Most people look at the sky from time to time, and look at the sea from time to time. The whistling of the sea breeze and the rustling of the sea will cause them to be highly nervous. Because, as you listen, it seems to be the sound of the enemy's magical arrow feathers from the void and the strange ice picks in the sea. If it weren't for the unusually resolute attitude of the senior leaders chasing the enemy, then maybe everyone would have run out by this time. Who wants to be fatally attacked all the time!