The Tracer School spent a lot of resources to build a ship dedicated to investigating the ruins of the Otherworld.

In all respects, the strength is undoubtedly far greater than that of the patchwork sand pirate ship in front of him.

It stands to reason that in the case of seeing through the enemy's sneak attack in advance and counterattacking to take the lead, the Xunguang should seize the opportunity to directly end the battle in a medium-range artillery battle with strong firepower, or take the opportunity to greatly reduce the combat power of the Sand Pirate Ship.

However, in order to create the special environment required for the ceremony, Rother did not hesitate to choose to give up the hull advantage of the Follower and instead forcibly start the broadside battle, he needed a frenzied fight to stimulate everyone's souls!

The sand pirate ship, which was much slower than the Follower, could only passively accept it.

In fact, this is exactly what the bandits were looking for.

For these outlaws who roam the sand sea all year round.

Compared with being bombed to death on the ship by someone who was aggrieved, the white-knuckle battle is a Jedi opportunity to turn the tables.

So when the Xunguang began to approach the sand pirate ship, the latter not only did not retreat, but took the initiative to meet it.

Tom~tomm~

More than a dozen smoke bombs were thrown, forcibly creating a foggy area to obscure the line of sight, and the two sides invariably stopped the shelling, and the originally noisy battlefield was actually a brief silence at this moment.

Rosser and Burns stood at the front of the line, the sound of guns loaded and unsheathed in the quiet environment.

The fog cleared.

The combat units on both ships each gradually became clear in the eyes of each other.

On the side of the Tracing School, whether it is equipment, formation, or even the ratio of long-range and short-range combatants, it is extremely scientific, and the atmosphere before the battle is solemn, and everyone is like robots, waiting for Rosser's instructions.

On the other side, the sand pirates were in chaos, with people in all kinds of fancy costumes holding their weapons high and shouting hysterically, trying to put psychological pressure on the enemy.

It's a tried and tested trick by the sand pirates.

But now they are meeting a school of origins that studies human experimentation as commonplace.

None of the sand pirates will necessarily have dozens of living materials ready for experimentation in the cabin!

There was no pre-war mobilization.

Rosser raised his hands flat, and three diamond-shaped spars emitting misty colored light suddenly condensed in the space in front of him, stretched forward his right hand, and said coldly,

"Leave no mouth alive, kill!"

At the same time as the words fell, the two ships finally collided, and a big melee of nearly 100 people broke out in an instant!

In the midst of the barrage of gunfire, the battle began to heat up.

Scarlet blood, orange-red sparks flying when weapons collide, and the uniforms of the Traceback Sect's combat members and sand thieves of different colors all come together to form a brightly colored picture of war.

Yan Jing, who didn't know when he returned to the Source Tower, sat in front of the door and watched this grand performance.

The sound of fighting in my ears didn't stop for a moment, and the hustle and bustle in my face made people shudder.

The weak would be stimulated by the strength of their bodies in this atmosphere, and Yan Jing could only barely suppress the churning desire to fight in his body.

The contrast in combat effectiveness between the two sides is particularly obvious, and the people on the Xunguang side, whether it is morale or combat power, without exception, have to press the other side, especially in terms of high-end combat power.

Since there were no large-scale casualties among the ordinary combatants, on the premise of catching and killing, the sand pirates could only adopt a many-to-one approach against Burns and Rosser.

As a result, the other transcendents of the Origins School have no restriction at all.

Looking at the one-sided situation, Yan Jing smacked his lips, glad that he had not really planned to cooperate with Pelotte before.

Originally, he was going to look for a chance to go up and get involved......

Don't get me wrong, Yan Jing didn't want to help as a doctor, but was going to find an opportunity to kill a group of elites of the Origin Origin Sect, weaken their combat power, and make some preparations for his follow-up actions.

However, this group of sand thieves is really useless.

In this situation, the result of Yan Jing's rash rush is likely to be to face Rosser and Burns.

Whether you can win or not is another story.

Once the war with these two men began, it would be extremely difficult for Yan Jing to get out of the battle and return to Joshua's disguised identity.

"Your Excellency, the healing ointment you wanted...... Need help wiping it on your wound? ”

The source pagoda behind him opened the door, and the female scholar walked behind Yan Jing with a bottle of ointment in her hand and asked.

"Then please, apply the wound here first, the pain is particularly strong."

The wound on the right shoulder was exposed, the blood hole had not yet scabbed, and the wound with the flesh turned out looked particularly hideous, and the female scholar hurriedly opened the medicine bottle and smeared the ointment in it on the wound.

Yan Jing's gaze was still in the middle of the battlefield, but the five fingers of his right hand hanging down his side trembled with a unique pattern.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he also had an understanding of the fighting style of Burns and Rosser.

The former's extraordinary ability should be in the legs, and every time he attacks, the legs will inevitably burst into an extremely strong wave of qi, crashing into the enemy group like a cannonball.

Not only that, but the armours worn by Burns on both arms are also eye-catching.

Yan Jing suspected that it should be some kind of extremely special equipment, which overflowed with majestic energy in battle, sometimes conjuring a sword in his hand, sometimes turning into a shield to resist long-range attacks, and the function was extremely practical.

Eventually, attention was focused on Rosser.

He doesn't have Burns's aggressive attacking style or magical equipment, but his fighting style is extremely special.

The besieging Rosser had not been able to get close to him until now, and as they rushed forward, they would stagnate as if they had hit a transparent barrier, and then they would have to face the impact of various rays of condensed hedrons.

Regardless of whether human flesh or weaponry is recognized, people who come into contact with these rays exhibit a variety of traumas.

Searing, electric shock, freezing......

Secretly noting down the fighting methods and techniques used by these two people, seeing that Rosser had a tendency to end the battle, Yan Jing immediately looked at the female scholar beside him, and the right hand hanging down at his side gradually clenched, and the shadow line of his fingertips also moved.

Without any extra instructions, the female scholar got up, nodded to Yan Jing, and then turned around and returned to the Source Tower, while Yan Jing quickly left the stairs and turned into the shadows on the side of the ship.

In a few breaths, Yan Jing felt his body blur as if it was covered with a cloak of shadows.

At this moment, Rother, who was not stained with a trace of gunsmoke or blood, had returned from the battlefield, completely ignoring the crew members who were still fighting, and pushed the gate of the tower into it.

After a while, Yan Jing seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly looked up at the giant mechanical structure on the back half of the Source Tower.

Accompanied by the sound of a blink.

It was constantly speeding up, and a blue-gray glow was blooming.

Yan Jing turned his eyes to look at the battlefield, and all kinds of light points were rising from the corpses scattered everywhere!