"What's the situation?"

"It was just so simple to blow up ......"

"These tentacles ...... Unexpectedly...... Ran away? ”

The Lord of the Night felt like he was about to doubt his life.

In his eyes, in addition to the terrifying sound and the increase in quantity, these explosives are almost incomparable to the [darkness] he has mastered in terms of characteristics.

Relying on a bunch of physical bombs, can you get rid of this group of pale tentacles?

It's a dream!

But the picture he saw completely subverted his cognition.

The witch, armed with a bomb, single-handedly scared away the numerous pale tentacles around her......

At one point, even the Night Lord almost thought that the witch was holding the gunpowder and wanted to blow herself up and end it all, so as not to see an even darker and more hopeless picture.

But I never thought that this witch would become a savior-like character!

He looked at it and was almost dumbfounded.

"Wait......"

"Isn't this witch the one who almost went wrong before, passed through the iron gate when the red siren sounded, and almost died?"

The Night Lord took a closer look, and suddenly felt that the figure of the witch holding gunpowder was very familiar.

After recalling it, I finally remembered who the witch really was.

His face immediately turned strange.

Hell, how did this witch show up on the ship, and also pinpoint the location of the gunpowder and affect the group of monsters?

However.

It's too late to dwell on these questions......

The Pale Tentacles only briefly halted their offensive after a round of gunpowder bombardment.

But as soon as it was ready to go, it immediately swept towards the surrounding witches again.

The picture is terrifying!

At this moment, only about half of the witches were present.

If it weren't for Chen Ye entering the inside of the ship, finding gunpowder, and driving away some of the areas where the pale tentacles were most concentrated, I'm afraid that in the round of attack just now, at least dozens of witches would have died.

But gunpowder seems to have a frightening effect on pale tentacles......

After bombarding the most concentrated and dense area for a round, many tentacles fled in a hurry, not so concentrated, not so dense, and even the offensive weakened a lot, which barely protected the dozens of witches and weakened the offensive of the pale tentacles.

Thundered!!!

Thundered!!!

Seeing these pale tentacles sweeping in again......

Chen Ye shouted in "horror" while picking up the gunpowder, and threw the gunpowder out of his hand, as if he acted indiscriminately out of instinct.

But that's what it's all about......

Whenever the fire rises and the explosion rings out violently, a large area of pale tentacles around it will shrink back again.

When the [Night Lord] saw this scene, he finally reacted and shouted:

"All hands on deck!"

"This gunpowder can have a certain restraining effect on monsters!"

"All of you go back to the ship, get your guns ready, and fire on these disgusting monsters!"

As soon as the words fell, the tentacles composed of the night turned into a platform, dragging up the witches scattered around, like the tongue of a monster sticking out, and the witches were all involved in the mouthparts one by one.

However, the witches returned to the familiar ship, as if the familiar environment could bring some security to their frightened hearts.

Just like a frightened domestic cat, when encountering a threat, it will always want to return to the cage as soon as possible, and find a sense of security in that familiar place.

After returning to the ship, the witches also seemed to have regained their lost brains, regained some sanity, and began to follow the instructions of the [Night Lord], and stuffed all the gunpowder in the black box into the barrels of the railguns carried on the side of the ship's deck.

Zizizizi!

The flames jumped, accompanied by the sound of the line of fire being lit, echoing around the ship.

Thundered!!!

Thundered!!!

The gunpowder, like a meteor sweeping its tail, suddenly flew out from the muzzles of each railgun in a graceful arc, and launched a frantic attack towards the surrounding pale tentacles.

It's like when the pale tentacles devoured the witch before, so crazy!

In the blazing fire, not only the tentacles within the explosion range ran away......

Even the tentacles around them, which were relatively close to the source of the explosion, invariably chose to flee in a hurry.

"Useful!?"

When the witches saw this scene, they couldn't help but look excited, feeling that they had finally found hope in their desperate circumstances.

There is no need for the Night Lord to issue unnecessary orders again......

These witches seem to be the natives of Destiny City, following their instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm, and desperately stuff their cannons into the barrel in order to fire them as fast as possible.

Thundered!!!

Thundered!!!

In round after round of gunpowder bombardment, the pale tentacles were frightened and retreated, and instead of forming a better encirclement line, they were also defeated by gunpowder, and became scattered like sand, and it was no longer possible to gather the fierce offensive before.

And the witch's side is moving faster and faster, and the gunpowder is firing more and more frequently.

Every second, there was an untold amount of gunpowder, cutting through the gray dome at the same time.

Fortunately...... The amount of gunpowder is indeed enough that no matter how much the witches squander it, they will hardly use it up.

The Night Lord watched from the sidelines, but didn't say much.

It was clear that the range and ferocity of the fire had exceeded the speed at which the pale tentacles had spread.

In this case, the best course of action is actually to slow down as much as possible.

Save the amount of gunpowder used.

In this way, the resources can be used in a more long-term and sustainable way.

But now the [Night Lord] is too lazy to care about so much!

Anyway, this batch of gunpowder is not his private property at all, and even if it is gone, it has nothing to do with him.

It's all the bastards in the organization, allowing themselves to perform tasks that are far beyond their own rank.

So what's wrong with using a little more of the organization's resources?

If it's lighted...... Then blame yourself for not asking for enough at the beginning, and blame the "force majeure" factor in this mission.

Now.

The Lord of the Night swept away the number of witches present with his divine thoughts, and couldn't help but nod:

"It's okay, there are three hundred and twenty witches left, which should be enough to complete the ceremony......"

The only regret is that I didn't discover this method sooner.

In the process of navigating the night realm of [Darkness] and sending the surrounding witches to the ship, it is inevitable that some witches will be ruthlessly devoured by the pale tentacles and lose their lives.

If only these witches could survive......

So.

The speed of the fire coverage will only be even more ferocious than it is now!

The ship had no other advantages, but the number of gunpowder muzzles was sufficient.

I don't know where this ship was designed by the Divine to leave so many gun muzzles......

Did he believe that "art is an explosion"?

That's when it happened.

The Night Lord once again covered the audience with divine thoughts, and sent a message to all the witches:

"Begin the ritual and close the passage."

At this time, after the witches present repelled the pale tentacles, they could be regarded as fighting for enough living space.

I adapted to the crisis in front of me and was not as flustered as before.

Be able to understand what the Night Lord means.

This group of witches did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly began the ritual according to what the [Night Lord] said.

However.

When witches perform rituals, they need to concentrate their spirits, have a pious face, and communicate with ancient and unknown beings in a prayer-like pattern.

Therefore, at this point in time, the witches did not have the extra energy to carry the gunpowder and stuff it into the barrel.

In order to increase the success rate of the ceremony......

And.

The more witches participate in the ritual at the same time, the faster it will be.

Therefore, the [Night Lord] chose to invest two hundred witches at one time to hold this ceremony.

Only a hundred or so witches remained, and they continued to perform their previous manual work - stuffing gunpowder into the barrel of the cannon to block the attack of the Pale Tentacles.

However, with the loss of nearly two-thirds of witches, the coverage and frequency of gunpowder naturally dropped by a large margin.

Even if the [Night Lord] used more of the characteristics of [Nightfall] to divide the Nightfall Flowing Water and try to replace the labor force of the two hundred witches, it would still be difficult to make up for this part of the firepower gap due to the difference in numbers.

Bang bang!!

Bang bang!!

More and more pale tentacles broke more holes in the glass display case.

In the next round, the Pale Tentacles' offensive became more fierce than before!

When the witches join together, hold hands, and perform rituals......

The pale tentacles clearly sensed an aura of uneasiness growing and permeating ahead.

Triggers their most primitive berserk state!

Countless pale tentacles, like crazy, emerged from the hole, almost filling the entire field.

The witches had to narrow the coverage of gunpowder, trying to compress the defense line to a smaller size, so that the coverage and frequency of gunpowder would be increased.

After all, with the same gunpowder, the range of the bombardment decreases, then the frequency and density will naturally increase.

Besides.

[Instigating the Witch] did not sit idly and watch the battle in a daze, she held a star scepter, waved it left and right, and the ripples of the stars turned into water and spread out, creating one "phantom curtain" after another.

The walls of the "phantom curtain" divide the battlefield, forming a labyrinth of intricate passages, isolating the pale tentacles, trying not to let them gather together, and requiring a "long detour" to reach the center of the battlefield.

In this way, it can be regarded as partially defusing the offensive of the pale tentacles.

And the ritual of the witches is also started.

All the witches, with their clear voices, perform that mysterious, ancient, and ethereal chant.

The deep singing voice exudes a sense of mystery, as if it comes from some distant time and space.

When the voices of the witches are stacked on top of each other and played at equal frequencies, they form a near-perfect harmony.

This part of the harmony, like a grand symphony, echoes under this gray sky, as if communicating with an ancient and mysterious being.

At a certain moment, Chen Ye suddenly felt that the song seemed to lead to the "depth" connected by his own spirituality, where it seemed that a pair of eyes from infinity and distance were watching everything that was happening on the field.

The chorus of witches couldn't help but remind Chen Ye of the chorus of nuns he had heard when he arrived at the Sun Church last time.

It's just that the chorus of [Sister Sun] communicates with the "Lord of the Eternal Sun".

With the help of the [Burning Sun], purify the light of evil and dispel the filth of this world.

However, the chorus of witches is no different from the essence of [Sister Sun], however, the feeling it brings to Chen Ye involves more profound and mysterious characteristics.

Chen Ye's heart moved, opened the pupil of luck, and saw the different signs of luck around the witch.

The surrounding gray shadows began to surge in the direction of the witch.

These gray shadows are no longer just attached to the side of the [Night Lord], but are fused with witches one by one.

However, the scene is different from when you first enter the iron gate.

These gray shadows are not simply attached to the witches' backs, but seem to be one with their figures, with their presence, with their souls and minds.

Transform into the most primitive spiritual torrent, floating and circling.

Subsequently.

The Grey Shadows were actually detached from the witch's body.

But at this time, the gray shadow seems to have undergone some unexpected change.

As if an autonomous consciousness had been born, it rushed straight above the gray sky.

Countless torrents of gray shadows rushed into the heavenly dome, forming a deep and magnificent vortex, connecting the heavens and the earth, turning into a whirlpool-like passage, and I don't know where to go.

Next Second......

Chen Ye saw that at the end of the whirlpool, there was a glazed brilliance, which was slowly giving birth.

Then, the glazed brilliance differentiated into silky threads, which seemed to fall from the sky and fluttered lightly on Chen Ye's shoulders.

"These lines ......"

Chen Ye's pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly realized something.

Is it the last trait item related to your promotion to the fourth turn?

At this time, Chen Ye recalled that he had arrived at the main occupation of half a step and four turns, and so far, it had only fused nine different characteristic items.

However, if you want to advance to the fourth turn, you need to fuse eleven to twelve different trait items.

With the addition of "White Flute" and "Broken Bone Finger", there is still one last trait item missing.

Chen Ye originally guessed that if he advanced to the fourth turn, would it be because the selected characteristic items were too high-level, resulting in only ten kinds of products to be successfully promoted.

However, he thought about it and realized that this approach would definitely have a negative effect.

Refer to the instability shown by Emiya......

But now, with the signs of the last characteristic item, Chen Ye can be sure that he can advance to the fourth turn safely and formally!

(End of chapter)