"Watch out, everyone! That damn woman...... She's crazy! Hold on, oops! Old! The hired swordsman let out a bitter wail before death.

Under the empress's frenzied attack, the few remaining masters of the Combat Association were slaughtered almost instantly.

"Mother is mighty!" Baron Victor on the side shouted and cheered for his adoptive mother.

The scene in the command compartment of the fleet is like hell,

Blood soaked the luxurious plush carpet and seeped into the cracks of the ship's planks, severed limbs scattered across tables and chairs, and one arm dangled from a candlestick.

With the violent turbulence of the giant ship "Hegemony", the heads of people on the ground rolled back and forth like children's balls.

The worst of all is the Valstad Sword Master "Wave Blade" Holmerson, who was twisted into a mess of flesh by the Empress's sword storm, his head fell to the ground, his bones were shattered, and his internal organs flowed to the ground, and he could no longer recognize what he once looked like as a human.

The daredevils and mercenaries who broke into the fleet's command room were wiped out, and the men guarding the gate were engaged with the Valstad soldiers who had arrived to escort them.

Today, Pope Palladia II has only two right-hand men left at his side: his close confidants, Sister Dianne and Count Jaquin.

Three of the most powerful members of the Papal States of Flannia confronted the wild fury of Empress Valsta.

They all know very well in their hearts that force alone is not an opponent at all, and the only chance to win is to work together, and good strategies are needed.

Palladia II held the Holy Sword of Light "Chenguang" in both hands, vigilantly scrutinizing Empress Valsta's every move, and his spirit was focused to the extreme.

The chief knight, Count Jayquin, held the knight's broadsword, constantly adjusting his position and posture, sweat dripping from his cheeks.

The Templar Assassin, Sister Diana, was much calmer, nodding her head as she examined the Empress's wounded and bleeding thighs,

Despite the Emperor's far superior physique, she was not invulnerable, bleeding and wounded—and dying.

The Pope, coupled with Jaquinn and his own strength, as long as he acts reasonably, he has every chance to kill her.

Previous experiments have shown that her strategy is completely effective,

Obviously, Emperor Salantos Midknight treats her relatives well, unlike those other emperors who are cold-blooded and ruthless, she cares very much about her husband and son,

In order to protect them, Zheng is willing to put himself in danger

Thinking of this, Sister Dianne was already convinced that she would create an opportunity for victory.

As long as she continues to attack the Empress's husband and adopted son, forcing the Empress to distract from her rescue, she will definitely be able to make a hole in her defenses, and give His Majesty the Pope and Count Jaequinn a chance to inflict harm on her.

"Boom!"

A loud bang woke Sister Dianne from her musings.

Emperor Sarantos Midknight, who held the Sword of the Dark Curtain in one hand, suddenly reversed her wrist and slashed the Pope in the shoulder with a backhand slash.

"Oh! No! Your Majesty! Dianne was stunned.

But soon, her hanging heart was relaxed,

Palladia II's heavy, ornate armor saved his life, and the layers of steel shoulder armor were deeply cracked by the blades of Twilight.

The Pope had made the right choice to wear armor and go on the ship, but if he had given up his armor for fear of falling overboard, he would have been split in two by Twilight.

Empress Valsta's frenzied attacks continued, with the Pope and Count Jaquin struggling to support them, and the clash between "Chenguang" and "Twilight" continued to burst out with sparks.

And Count Jaquin's broadsword gradually couldn't hold it anymore,

This sword was a proud work created by a well-known swordsmith in Flandia, but it was still much worse than the opponent's divine sword "Twilight", and the sword body was split by the "dark curtain".

(I'll have to act now, or they'll soon be overwhelmed," Dianne thought.

She reloaded her crossbow arrows, drew her multiple bowstrings, and aimed them at the Empress's husband and adopted son.

"Stop! You shameless nun! Sneak up on my family again? Empress Valsta roared angrily, "What are you afraid of? Come and face me! ”

Unmoved, Dianne began to pull the giggle on her gauntlet, the taut bowstring bouncing back sharply, and the poison-quenched crossbow arrows shot out.

"Damn! You bastard! Empress Valsta scolded.

She held her sword in her right hand to block the attack, and with a dexterous hook of her toes on the ground, hooked up a broken plank of hull, caught it with her left hand and threw it with great force, perfectly blocking the crossbow arrow.

Just as she was about to straighten her posture and regain her center of gravity, the heavy thighs dragged her down,

She didn't stumble for a moment, when Earl Jaquin's broadsword struck at her, slicing through the heavy red cloak, the tip of the sword cutting a wide cut in the Empress's back.

"Well done!" Palladia II exclaimed excitedly, "If we continue to cooperate like this, we will definitely be able to kill her!" ”

"Mother-sama!" Baron Victor cried out in a hurry, he wanted to come up to help, but was stopped by the empress shouting: "Don't come, child! You're no match for them!"

Emperor Saranitus Midknight struggled to keep himself awake,

The wounds on her thighs and back were deep and painful, but it was nothing, she was a strong fighter.

The key was the loss of blood, and she gradually felt that her strength flowed with the blood, her body became colder and colder, and the tips of her fingers and toes began to become numb.

(I'll have to deal with the nun quickly, lest she keep throwing cold arrows.) ）

The idea quickly turned into action, and she swung away the attack of "Chenguang" with force, knocking Count Jaquin to the ground with a punch in her left hand, and raised "Twilight" with her right hand, and stabbed the tip of her sword towards Sister Diane.

The cunning Templar Assassin was as agile as an ape, and he didn't fight her head-on, but only deftly dodged from place to place, sometimes burrowing under the table and sometimes crawling onto the wooden edge of the cabin.

(She's teasing me...... Damn it! If it weren't for the thigh injury, I would have caught you! Let you jump twice and see how long you can be proud! The Empress thought resentfully.

With a loud rumbling sound, a violent vibration under his feet, and the sound of wood breaking, the battleship "Hegemony" was hit by another salvo, the hull shook violently, and the four people who fought fiercely separated instantly.

"Boom!"

A large-caliber shell hit the stern, another large chunk of the ship's board above the fleet command room was lifted, and the stained glass was completely shattered, and the cabin was half collapsed, like a balcony floating on the sea.

Now they could see what was going on outside.

The rain had stopped, the wind had stopped, and nothing could stop the fire from spreading.

"Long live Flandia! Long live the Templar Church! ”

"Long live Valsta! Long live the Emperor! ”

Shouting for killing...... Screams...... The crackling sound of the wooden hull burning......

The two fleets are still fighting desperately and bloodily, and everything is shrouded in raging flames.

Whether it's sails, masts, guardrails or stairs...... Even the human body, all combustible objects were burning, the orange fire reflected on the surface of the sea, and the sparks ignited the floating planks, and even the sea looked like it was on fire.

The roar of the storm, accompanied by the screams and wails of the seriously injured and dying, is a scene of a fiery hell.

Pope Palladia II drew a cross on his chest: "O glorious and merciful God! Bless us! ”