The False Cultists have taken over the harbor, and the coastal harbor is not the only one infested by flames.

Roshi originally planned to take everyone to visit the ancient civilization capital of Essaen, but now it is unnecessary, and if you look at it again, you can only see the smoke of gunfire in the city.

Port of Al Thān.

"Everyone, aim the Vulcan cannon at the coast, be vigilant for all possible support from the coast, this is a critical juncture, and there is no room for error! Anything that comes into view, even a duck, don't skimp on artillery fire. Our flame is a gift from God and is endless! ”

A firebearer shouted to the surrounding cultists.

Prior to this, most of the impressions of false gods were fragmented folk religions.

But this time, to the surprise, these cultists were well-trained and orderly, almost like an army!

Some of the ships that could not escape directly became victims of the divine artillery.

The leader nodded in satisfaction, and after making a round, he met with the other bearers who were also in charge of guarding the port.

"It should be no problem, I said before that Ai Saan is a hard bone to gnaw, it seems that I still think too highly of them." A strong man laughed.

"It's not in the Papal City, it's empty, and the hunters who should be careful after doing it are the hunters who have rushed back from overseas." Another female firebearer whispered.

"With such a row of divine artillery here, even if the Flame Hunter comes over, he will have to peel off his skin!" The strong man is very confident.

The female firebearer shook her head, just about to remind of something.

Suddenly I heard a cry from the shore.

"Boat! There are boats! ”

The strong man didn't look back, and shouted unhappily: "Didn't you say that if a ship enters the bay, it will open fire directly?" What are you yelling about!? ”

The female bearer looked at it, and then hurriedly slapped the strong man's skull: "There is a ship speeding up to this way!" ”

The strong man also turned his head, and then saw a large ship sprinting towards this direction at an unusual speed.

Sounds like no problem, but the ship is too fast!

"What a daze, hit it!" The strong man shouted.

Before he could finish speaking, the artillery flew towards the ship.

Unexpectedly, the ship directly swung its head and tail, and carried out a smooth and silky drift in the bay.

The high-speed guns all grazed the ship, but failed to damage the hull.

Pseudo-Cult Members: ?

What about playing? What about physics? What kind of maneuverability does this broken wooden ship have, just said that it is drifting, but in fact, it is simply a horizontal movement without warning!

The ships continued to charge, and in the blink of an eye they came to the coast, coming directly towards the artillery front.

This time, the God artillery fired a salvo at close range, hitting the ship.

But in the next second, the smoke and dust were violently broken, and the big ship had already raised its bow, and under the flames, the limbs of the seemingly slender flames extended out from under the hull, and then smashed down quickly towards the shore!

Rumble!

A corner of the front line was broken on the spot, and a large number of believers had no choice but to abandon the artillery and evacuate.

"It's the fire!" The strong man shouted.

"It's true, but it's not quite right." The female firebearer followed closely.

How can a fire hunter play with fire like this?

Tinder doesn't cost money?

And how can a wooden ship withstand the scorching fire, and even grow limbs into something like a monster?

None of the Flame Hunters in the intelligence had such habits and operations, and even the Chief Hunter could not have wasted such a waste. It is true that the firewood can be burned and changed as long as the user wants, but as the firewood of the fire, the firewood hunter himself is constantly being consumed under the blazing fire.

But these thoughts are no longer relevant.

Because the big hand of the fire had already slapped it at them.

Boom!

With a palm, the pillar of fire rose into the sky, and the two negative fire men flew out in embarrassment, burning with the bright yellow fire of the pseudo-god against the fire. Even the slightest flame that is tainted with it must be fought against with all the flames they possess.

The fire is aggressive, and if it is left alone, the average person will be burned to ashes in a matter of seconds.

And they, the believers of the False God Cult, are still considered equal to all beings under the fire.

Bang bang!

A large amount of artillery shelling was fired at the ships.

It's not just the Divine Artillery that has been set up on the shore, most of Esharn is now occupied by the False God Cult, and a camp has been set up.

Such a huge target for the ships appeared, and they immediately counterattacked.

But even that could not stop the ship from crawling on all fours.

……

City of the Pales of Al Saan.

A hunter dressed in a hunter's uniform with dark red on a black background, holding a large sword in one hand and a musket in the other, stands in the atrium.

Countless corpses were piled up in the garden of the atrium, the flames burned all the beauty of the place, the statues that symbolized faith had been broken and collapsed, and the appearance of the gods had long been remembered without memory.

The False God Cultists looked at the tall figure from a distance, and they couldn't help but feel their throats dry.

The chief hunter of the Church of the Sun, whose name is "Ai Saan".

Each generation of Chief Hunters will inherit the name of the city, and it is the strongest barrier of the Papal City of Esharn, which is the strongest barrier of the Papal City of Axane.

It was hard for them to imagine that they could achieve such a state of human power until they actually fought such a hunter.

Flesh and Blood were able to withstand all the fire of Vulcan's cannon, and at the same time killed all the negative fires and ordinary cultists who participated in the siege of him.

The number of people seemed to him to be really just a string of numbers.

"Still can't be attacked? The longer it drags on, the worse it will be for us! Someone worried.

"Rest assured, we have no need to defeat him, our goal is to kill the Pope and declare the Church of the Sun's orthodoxy to an end. No matter how strong he is, he can't do everything. A man with a scepter like a torch in his hand said in a low voice.

At such an important moment, the high priest of the False God Sect was naturally present to preside over the operation in person.

"And it's almost time for our allies to strike."

The words fell, and several deep breaths appeared, falling in the atrium.

The eyes of the people of the False God Cult flashed with jealousy, but more often than not, disgust.

It's just because the person who comes has a deep and strong breath of the sea, and the changes on his body are so eye-catching.

One of them had turned into a black shrimp head, and its hands had turned into two thick spikes.

In addition to the head, the wriggling limbs hidden under the hunter's uniform are actually all tentacles.

These things are contrary to human cognition, and they are fearful and disgusting.

Hunters from the ocean, and at the moment they still have the power to steadily cultivate ocean hunters, except for the Sun Church, there is only the Lookout.

Seeing the appearance of the lookout hunter, the chief hunter of the sun looked sideways slightly, and pulled the big sword from the corpse next to him.

"Traitor......" he said in a hoarse voice, a burning breath coming out of his mouth.

"You are traitors, conformists, powerless to resist under the persecution of the sea, and can only commit suicide slowly. Mighty in the midst of civilization. A lookout hunter said bluntly.

The chief hunter swung his great sword sharply, and the hot wind blew several lookout hunters back a few steps.

Then, with the big sword on his shoulder, the face entangled in the black cloth that burned with sparks, and the only exposed mouth lightly opened: "Speak with strength, sea fish." ”

The tension on both sides is as if the atmosphere is about to reach the extreme......

Rumble!

A loud bang forcibly interrupted the scene.

The bow of the ship directly smashed through the solid wall of the Papal City, and countless guards, hunters, and false gods who were fighting on the head of the city wall were either directly smashed or fell from the wall.

Monster-like ships bow their "heads".

Only then did everyone notice the figure standing at the bow of the ship, carrying an anchor that was bigger than the whole person.

"The decisive battle in the Papal City? It's so romantic, add me and I'll leave you a record. ”

Mars fluttered in the wind, Roshi's hunter's cloak fluttered in the wind, and his heterochromatic eyes revealed two completely different auras.

Neither fire nor sea could define the existence of this sudden incursion.

(End of chapter)