With his feet in his own realm of holy light, Yan slashed all the undead he could face. The process went so smoothly that even he couldn't have imagined it.

And after confirming that there was no longer any undead in front of him, he sighed in his heart, and at the same time, he couldn't help but sigh about his luck.

Psychic mages have always been known for their unpredictable methods, and the spells they master, especially the ability to drive away the undead, have always been the most difficult to deal with in the spell system. Very few people have the means to deal with the undead, and even the mages who are also spellcasters are actually very difficult to deal with the undead.

The nature of the undead makes them almost susceptible to the energy of physics and ordinary systems. And their own characteristics that cannot be recognized by the ordinary naked eye also make them basically invincible. This is still an ordinary undead, if it is the kind of existence with normal thinking and powerful negative energy spells, their threat will definitely not be under those legendary mages.

Hiko, of course, couldn't be the match for that kind of legendary undead, the guy known as the Shadow Mage. He even said that if it weren't for the fact that he had mastered the power of the Holy Light, which was extremely restrained from the undead, and had not clearly recognized what kind of existence the undead were from the notes left by his mother, he himself would not have been sure that he would have been able to achieve such a result.

It's a triumph based on luck, but it's also a triumph based on information. Of course, Hiko didn't think that this was the end of the matter. He knew very well that these undead were just minions who were driven by people, and that the real mastermind behind the scenes, the mage who was hiding in the shadows and controlling all this, was the one he really needed to defeat.

If you don't defeat him, these undead will just keep popping up like mushrooms after a rain, and you can't kill them cleanly. And only by defeating him, the lives of himself and Billy's mother and son can be guaranteed in the most complete way!

Hiko was already well aware of this, so as soon as he finished dealing with these undead warriors, he began to constantly search for the mage's location in the cabin, wanting to completely and forever eliminate future troubles.

Of course, the companion mage also saw his intentions. So his biggest goal now is to stop Hiko from finding where they are.

As a psychic mage, he knew very well in his heart that the chance of winning against a muscular scumbag like Kamihiko was almost zero. Not to mention him, even those combat mages who use spells to stuff muscles into their bodies will definitely not have much chance of winning when they are in a hand-to-hand fight with a Nord warrior.

To ensure the safety of himself and those around him, his only hope was to summon a powerful enough deep sea undead before Hiko could find them.

And will he be able to find such an existence? Seriously, even the mage himself doesn't have much hope.

After all, this is just his desperate move. But as time went on, he didn't have much hope, but he slowly changed his mind.

He had felt a special calling, a response to his summoning through the medium of spells. In the depths of the sea, the soul of something that had already awakened at his call and rushed to it.

The feeling was becoming clearer and clearer, and it almost meant that the undead who had responded to his call was getting closer. And after that, this feeling of proximity is not just a magical connection, it has become a tangible existence.

There was a great agitation under the sea, and countless schools of fish rushed out of the deep sea as if they were crazy. They seem to regard the sea as their only way to survive, and of course, it is only a dead end for them.

However, a fish with no intelligence itself will know this. They simply sensed the threat in the deep sea, and instinctively reacted to it.

Thousands, endless schools of fish gushed out. The whole sea surface rolled and surged as if it were boiling. And because the two sailboats were right above the fish, the fleeing fish crashed into the sailboat without any hesitation.

Compared to the hundreds of tons of bodies of sailboats, these schools of fish that have been driven out are of course insignificant. Their impact is simply an immeasurable move by a mayfly shaking a tree and a mantis arm being used as a car. However, even such a self-defeating move still played a role in these two behemoths.

They began to shake. And it is precisely because of this irregular shaking that those crew members are also in certain danger. The Nord crew on the dragon whale ship was okay, with their skills and the good stability of the dragon whale battleship, they only panicked a little at first, and then basically stabilized.

But the crew of the Westwind Scream did not have such luck and ability. With the exception of lucky ones such as the proportional mother and son, many crew members have already fallen to the side of the ship at the first impact.

In normal times, such an accident would not be a problem for these sailors who are proficient in water. With a little effort and climbing onto the rope nets on both sides of the ship, they were almost always able to return to the deck safely.

But this time, it's not that simple. Because the school of fish boiling underground is enough to inflict fatal injuries on these careless sailors.

Before someone had even fallen into the water, he had already been slapped in the face by the tail of a large fish as tall as a man had jumped out. Although this time it didn't break his neck, it also knocked him out directly. And when he fell straight into the sea, in a few moments, the sea water was already tumbling with blood.

Such a tragic death, but there are many unlucky people like him. Under such a turn of events, not many people will have much sympathy for their plight, because everyone's mind is already on the greater threat in the depths.

At this moment, everyone heard a melodious chant coming from the deep sea. Like the long hissing of a huge pipe organ, the deafening sound was enough to make the faint men present tremble with weak legs and feet.

Of course, not everyone is so unbearable. For example, the Nord sailors, they would not be so trembling that they could not even stand up. They were well-trained, and each of them showed the appearance of being in danger as an elite should be. Even the moment this voice sounded, they had already relied on experience to distinguish its specific source.

Neptune whales, the largest known cetaceans to exist in the deep sea. When it reaches adulthood, it has a body of eighty meters long, and it is far above the dragon whale with dragon blood. Controlling the waves, turning over rivers and seas, etc., for a giant beast with such a physique, it is simply an instinctive power. And it is precisely because of its natural power that it has been favored by the King of the Tides, Berronde, and has been personally crowned with the title of the Sea King's Mount by the Lord God who controls the Tides of the Sea.

This title is more than just a nice sound, it means that the Neptune whale is a race of giant beasts that has been protected by the King of the Tides, Beronde. As the master of the throne of the deep, the majesty of the Pround certainly does not allow anyone to be offended. So it stands to reason that any race that dares to hunt Neptune whales will be retaliated against by this moody main god.

The revenge of the King of the Tide of Rage is something that even the Nords are not willing to try easily. The waves of the angry sea are enough to destroy any coastal city. And in a world where maritime trade accounts for almost half of the country, no country or race can afford such a blow.

Of course, not all people are so jealous of the King of Fury. Most typically, Beolonsa, the iceberg splitter, the source of all sea monsters, has never sold the face of the King of the Tide.

It has coveted the Deep Sea Throne for a long time, and naturally it will do everything it can to oppose Bronde. And for deep-sea giants like the Neptune whale, which is protected by Beronde, it has always been its hobby. However, the iceberg splitter is a god after all, and it is impossible to do it himself. Therefore, most of the people who really do this kind of thing are the sea monsters with its bloodline.

Leviathan is the Neptune's biggest enemy. Ordinary sea monsters can't compete with the Neptune Whale, a behemoth that can be loved by the King of the Tide. But equally, the average Neptune whale is no match for a terrifying beast like the Leviathan.

Fighting alone, the Neptune Whale is by no means an opponent of the Leviathan, and under normal circumstances, there is only one family unit, that is, two adult Neptune whales joining forces, to fight against a Leviathan.

The Nords who sailed the seas of the far north could often see the raging waves under the clear sky, and the giant beasts that shook the sea leaped out of the rolling waves. Most of the time it's the Neptune whale fighting the Leviathan.

In such a situation, the Nords often choose to help their allies. The King of the Tide is a sidekick of the Nords in the fight against Chaos, so naturally, they will take the side of the Neptune Whale.

This strengthens their alliance with the King of the Tide and deepens their friendship. More importantly, it also gives them access to fresh raw materials to build new Leviathan ships.

Maybe the purpose is not very pure, but the position will not change. As a result, almost all the Nord sailors showed a strange look on their faces after discovering that this was the long chant of the Neptune whale.

It's unbelievable that a Neptune whale would attack a Nord ship? You see, although the Neptune Whale does not possess true intelligence, their instinct allows them to recognize the difference between Nords and ordinary people on ships.

After all, the Nord ships have always been special, and the method of building warships from the bones of sea monsters is unique in the world.

For thousands of years, there has never been a time when a sea king whale attacked a Nord ship. And today, is this convention going to be broken? All the Nords began to ask themselves. They were really curious about what the answer to that question would be!