Six dark shadows.

Six female ghost swords.

Just like the three people encountered by Midi in the war of the nobles, the six women in front of her, all with white hair, bloodless skin like dead people, and even more cold eyes, without any human feelings, are like dolls born for battle.

If there was any difference between them and those who were beheaded for Midi, it was the difference in rank.

Two years ago, Wiseman tested the female ghost sword concocted by human trial, but it was only level 30, and after forcibly using the secret method to improve, it was at most level 35.

But at this moment, the six people who appeared on the beacon tower were all level 50 capped, and not only that, but Midi could easily feel the vast power fluctuations on their bodies.

It was a fluctuation of the magic of the essence.

"Kill our little friend. Wiseman gave a simple order.

Although the two subordinates are indeed easy to use, but if they can kill Midi, what if they give it up?

Whether it was the jealous attitude he showed at the beginning, or the Imperial fleet that he summoned later, it was actually just a means used by Wiseman to paralyze the enemy. It's a good thing to be able to use the fleet to deter Midi, but if it doesn't, he doesn't mind showing his true hole cards.

Under the cover of cynicism on the outside, this necromancer is a real chess player.

In other words, all people, whether they are close or distant, or simply subordinate relationships, have no difference in his mind, and they are just pawns used to exchange benefits.

And now, in Wiseman's view, it is an excellent exchange opportunity for a small soldier for a general.

In an instant, the six female ghost swords turned into six shadows that were almost nothing, and slid like light smoke along the humid sea breeze towards Midi.

They weren't fast, but they had completely blocked all retreats in a subtle way.

Not only that, but at the same time as the female ghost swords drove forward, Wiseman's own hands also began to quickly condense obvious dark fluctuations, obviously to cooperate with these six people to launch an attack together.

But the next moment, a quaint war spear suddenly appeared in front of these female ghost swords, and a domineering sweep tore a light mark in the air, and even blocked the six female ghost swords that were menacing.

"It's not bad, they all blend the essence magic, it seems that I don't have to be so bored after all. A voice full of arrogance and strength slowly sounded.

As he spoke, Tanius impatiently shook off the cloak he had used to disguise, revealing his blood-red scales, long swinging tail, and the twin horns on his forehead.

"Dragonman!" Wiseman's expression darkened with a rare seriousness.

This seriousness is not only because of the terrifying combat power displayed by Tanius, but also because of the significance of the appearance of the dragonman itself.

Midi Asrex, this kid has already entered Sky City?

Not only did they enter Sky City, but they also allied themselves with the most powerful dragons in it?

For a moment, Wiseman, who had always been extremely confident, suddenly felt that the game he played did not seem to be an equal game, but an endgame with extreme disadvantages.

"But there's more than one. Carefully observing her opponent's every expression, Midi took a step forward and uttered another astonishing line.

With these words, Xie Na, who was also fully clothed and holding a war spear, had already appeared from the other side, directly blocking behind Wiseman and the others, and the two horns on the forehead of this blue-scaled female dragon man were also extremely conspicuous.

"It's you who are going to die, Wiseman Newton, I killed you once, and now, I'll kill you again!" Midi said categorically, the Starfall whip in his hand like a thunderbolt, and a blue light flickered above the whip.

In the year 986 of the Arad calendar, when the largest event on the west coast, the Neptune Festival, was held, the long-brewing battle for Sky City finally began.

It was also the first real war on the continent of Arad in hundreds of years.

On Neptune Island, Midi Asrex, the "Sword of Victory and Protection" of the Belmar Kingdom, finally completely turned against Wiseman Newton, the famous "Nightmare Hand" of the Delos Empire, and started a close battle of life and death. At the same time, when the two commanders on the island fought, Belmar's ironclad battleship was engaged in a ruthless battle with the Empire's carefully developed keel.

In just one hour, all three early ironclad battleships of the Feifan family had been sunk, six of Belmar's fifteen ironclad battleships had been severely damaged, and half of the Empire's twenty keels had been sunk directly, and the rest had varying degrees of loss.

When the molten steel and the wreckage of the broken keel churned on the sea, and the cannon fire and thunder and lightning stirred up wave after wave, Neptune Island was already covered with blood.

The battle of those with the essence magic power in their bodies is completely beyond the reach of ordinary people, except for the dragonmen and those female ghost swords, no one, including the level 50 capper, can withstand even a blow from Midi's army-breaking dragon whip, or Wiseman's casual large-scale necromancy.

Those who were already pampered and pampered in this battle between the strong, it was difficult to even escape, and they could only be reduced to cannon fodder. After only a few rounds of confrontation, the number of people on the beacon tower was reduced by more than half, and only a small number of lords who were defended by a large number of attendants barely escaped from the beacon tower, and then found a corner to hide in despair, fearing that they would be harmed again.

Under the attack of the two dragonmen and Midi, the "Nightmare Hand", who had always been accustomed to taking advantage of others, could only barely defend itself, and four of the six female ghost swords that had been carefully cultivated were directly damaged, and the remaining two were also severely damaged. At the cost of this, Wiseman finally escaped from the sky, activated the teleportation circle at the last moment, and escaped from Neptune Island.

The defeat of the Nightmare Hand announced Belmar's victory, but Midi did not take it lightly.

Because the real war has just begun.

Although sea supremacy is the most important thing, ground warfare will also affect the overall situation.

After all, from a geographical point of view, the distance between the Kingdom of Belmar and the West Coast is still a bit far after all, even if it is a three-masted clipper, it will take more than half a month to sail from the deep-water port of Belmar to the many islands on the West Coast.

In contrast, the Delos Empire is directly bordered by the west coast, and if it is directly invaded and sent troops, it only takes ten days for the empire's iron hooves to reach the gates of Faroe Bay.

Although Midi did not think of asking for help from Fina, the queen of magic bullets, or Alice, the witch of the fog, it was obvious that the empire had already expected this.

On the second day of the Battle of the Sea King Festival, on the border between the Belmar Kingdom and the Delos Empire, the Gran Forest, which had not been baptized by war for several months, once again ignited the smoke of the beacon fire.

A full 60,000 expeditionary force, plus 20,000 royal guards, crossed the passage of the Glen Forest and launched a simultaneous assault on several fortresses on the border of Belmar.

There is no doubt that this is a strategic diversion from the Empire.

But if you don't pay enough attention to this, then once the border is really breached, the so-called containment is likely to turn into a real invasion!

Therefore, the Belmar Kingdom had to tie most of its troops to the border and confront the Empire's 80,000 troops, and now the Belmar Queen Fina Hamilton can only sit in the capital to stabilize people's hearts.

To put it simply, the behemoth of the Delos Empire has the means to punch with both hands at the same time, and each of them hits two places, however, the newly rising Belmar Kingdom, which has just experienced a civil war, has only one fist, and the only option for this fist is to protect itself.

There are actually not many troops that can be used for Midi to compete in Sky City.

Therefore, although Midi took the lead in the search of Sky City, formed an alliance with the dragonmen, and successfully defeated Wiseman in the battle of the Sea King Festival, these are just passing clouds after all.

Even if the Delos Empire loses a hundred games, it is still the biggest overlord on the Arad continent.

However, if Belmar loses, it could be a loss of all gains, and he will be completely expelled from the West Coast, and will be blockaded for years to come, and he will not be able to enter Sky City.

This is the reality that Midi faces.

Sure enough, it still doesn't work......

Looking at the Farowan battle reports delivered to her eyes, Midi sighed secretly in her heart.

He spent several months building the Lionheart Dojo into a first-class dojo in Faro Bay, training excellent disciples, selecting skilled fighters, and forming a major force from commerce to maritime affairs to dojos, and now as an emissary of the Belmar Kingdom, promising them support and freedom, he gathered an army.

But this army was defeated in just a week after the Battle of the Sea King Festival, and only the disciples of the Lionheart Dojo were left, and they were transferred to the islands of the South China Sea.

Because compared to Midi, the approach of the Zhenluo Dojo is much more ruthless - the Imperial Alchemist Guild has directly concocted a large number of level 40 masters, and even let several level 50 capped female ghost swords with essence magic power in their bodies sit in charge, and launch a strong attack regardless of casualties.

After several encounters, although Midi killed and injured a large number of enemies with clever tactics, the difference in strength between the two sides was too large, and the environment of urban street fighting was more suitable for the play of individual force, and the overall command of Midi was restricted, and the final result was still the upper hand.

And as time passed, when the regular army of the empire arrived at the Faroe Bay, there was no longer any chance of victory.

Even if you have the experience of being reborn, it's still very reluctant......

Midi looked at the Farowan sand table with the emblem of the Delos Empire and fell into deep thought.