Chapter 309: Molotov Cocktail (Page 1/1)

Forget about the black dragon alone, the sea seems to be pregnant with more evil creatures that don't know the roots.

The evil divine power that is as black as ink pollutes the entire seabed, spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On Vimona, Martin clasped his hands to his chest, his golden armor contrasting with the equally golden ark. The handsome face that leaned up slightly formed a disdainful combination with the scarlet eyes.

The bunch of stuff down there really made him feel unpleasant.

"Ho! What a grand welcome. ”

Suddenly, a red light flashed to Martin's side: "You are too impulsive, be careful, that is the Lord of the Abyss, if you are dragged into the sea, no one can save you." ”

Faced with the Red Knight coming in such a timely manner, Martin was a little stunned, and he didn't even have to call for backup. It's a good fit.

"And what can you do?" Martin asked rhetorically.

"At most, you'll be able to suppress its tentacles sticking out of the water. After all, air and naval warfare are not what I am good at. ”

"Good, enough. ”

Martin didn't dive with the speed of the Pegasus Rider.

In doing so, it will indeed look more imposing, but it will undoubtedly spread more pressure on the Pegasus Rider.

Martin was reluctant. Because Lilith said that Pegasus' bloodline is very thin, she can certainly forcibly catalyze a batch of Pegasus to come out, but before completing the divine art for real conception and breeding, the number of Pegasus cannot go up.

It is estimated that hundreds of thousands of horses in the entire Bakaria can find two thousand pegasus and snickered. There is no possibility of expanding the Pegasus population in the short term.

So Martin accelerated alone and went straight into the enemy formation.

Vimana's near-full-throttle dive was nothing short of impressive.

When the dazzling brilliance was in line with the fleet and the sun, a glorious spectacle appeared. Behind was the dark storm area of churning ink, but Vimana became the brightest light in the darkness.

Like the extension of the sun's rays, it fell from the sky, broke through the clouds in the sky, swept away a thousand remnant clouds, and from the sky to the ocean, it came in the blink of an eye.

Double, double...... Five-fold ...... Ten times over!

It was a terrifying rush that instantly soared to ten times the acceleration of gravity, and if it weren't for the fact that Martin, Sylvie, and Gal were all strengthened by divine power, mortals would have died under the weight of this horror, and it was a tragic death like the burst of internal organs.

It's too fast.

The golden ark spread its green wings and turned into a pillar of light that was longer and brighter than a comet falling to the ground, like a huge god who plunged a golden spear diagonally from the sky into the sea.

The two black dragons were unfortunately within the range of the spear's thrust.

Three hundred meters away, from the ship's building, Malekis watched as the strongest unit of the Dark Elves was smashed to pieces by the golden light.

Under the powerful impact tearing, the black dragon's broad wings were like broken kites, and the tough dragon skin was torn off violently, revealing black muscles, bones, and internal organs. Then the black blood was steamed by the mysterious golden power and turned into ashes.

The once noble body was reduced to a stump and fell to the surface of the sea, becoming the new sacrifice of the Lord of the Abyss.

Of course, a certain god of the deep sea who was slapped in the face probably wouldn't like it.

Seeing that he was about to crash into the sea at high speed, he actually came to a completely unreasonable sudden brake at a distance of less than thirty meters from the sea, and from the high speed that could hardly be detected by the naked eye, it suddenly dropped to the lightness of a roc falling to the ground, and even nimbly avoided a Marselan's tentacles that suddenly came up from the bottom of the sea.

The other party had such a foul artifact that made Malekith stunned on the spot.

"What is this!?" Marekis was furious, and blasted the fence of the terrace next to him with a single fist.

"Probably...... It's a god of order, right?" Moras, the witch queen next to her, wasn't sure.

At this time, countless black smoke-like things shot up in the fleet, forming a somewhat sparse firepower network over the huge fleet.

In this era, there are air battles, and more of a duel between flying creatures. And there is no real anti-aircraft firepower.

The black smoke seen now is actually a magical attack by a dark elf mage.

It was a full three or four minutes before more flaming shells rose into the air and shot into the air in vain. Their target is not Martin's Ark of Radiance Vimona, but the Pegasus Knights, who are also wreaking havoc and killing.

In this era, because most of the materials of the hull were made of wood, the most terrible thing was not the hole in the hull, not even the broken mast and broken keel, but the fire.

Fires are the deadliest.

The sea is indeed full of water, so how do you catch the water and use it to extinguish the fire, and then make the excess water not tilt the hull or something?

Small-scale fires can be extinguished with the sand prepared early in the morning on board. The fire reached a certain scale. That is, God can't save it.

The Pegasus Knights had figured out how to swoop down romantically and pick off their enemies with their spears. This kind of unrealistic behavior was sprayed by Martin.

In a very simple way, Martin was enough to make the army of the dark elves jump to their feet.

【Molotov cocktail】!

An artifact used by Maozi to deal with German tanks during World War II.

A glass bottle, filled with spirits over 50 degrees, stuffed with a strip of cloth, lit it, thrown over, and you can wait for the bonfire.

That's right, it's an incendiary bomb!

Simple violence has connotations!

Each Pegasus Knight brought at least 36 bottles of Molotov cocktails on makeshift wooden shelves, wrapped in plenty of brown paper and hay to absorb shock.

Before the trip, more than one knight complained to Martin that it was too ugly, and it violated the knightly path.

Not a knight has said that now.

A gorgeous arc dives, and as long as the angle is calculated, gently toss the bottle that ignited the strip of cloth into the mast of the dark elf ship. Under the action of gravity, as long as it hits the ship, the wine bottle will shatter. The scattered spirits were quickly stirred up by the fire.

It doesn't take much effort, and a large transoceanic ship built with a lot of money is finished.

The Pegasus Knights remembered Martin's advice and didn't bother with those Black Arks. Keep a distance of at least two hundred meters and go specifically to harvest those transports and small and medium-sized warships.

Many of the warships that were in charge of towing at the front were destroyed, and the tugboats with ropes tied to the back were all killed. There were even some boats that were being towed, and the crews on them were horrified to find the fire burning down the ropes......

"Ahhh

"Help—"

"Shoot those damn Pegasus knights down!"

"Black Dragon?"

"Where's our black dragon?"

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