The sun pours on the sea, reflecting a golden light.

The sea has no wind and three feet of waves, and the fine golden light rises and falls, full of smart atmosphere.

Swimming fish leap lightly on the surface of the water, and seabirds hover in the sky, adding vitality and vitality to the agility of this sea area.

In the distance, where the blue sea meets the clear sky, a huge fleet sails from the south to the north.

Looking down from above, there are three "man" shapes, and there are more than ten warships in each row, adding up to more than forty.

I don't know how many islands in the Southern Isles can be swept by a fleet of this size.

Fortunately, however, they are not aggressors.

The battleship in the middle of the front row is the largest and the most domineering.

At the bow of the ship was a metal crossbow, five or six zhang wide, with sharp edges on both sides of the crossbow, and it had an invincible spirit. There are two huge arrows on the crossbow that are ready to fire, and the cold glow emitted by the forest is breathtaking.

The one above was on the back of the crossbow, and no one could accurately describe how horrific it would be if it were fired. The lower one passes through a circular hole in the center of the crossbow, with a thick iron chain hanging from the end of the arrow, which is attached to a joystick turntable.

This is the masterpiece of the Barrow Empire's mechanical weapon master Ainthan nine years ago, and he himself became famous all over the world at that time. Its function is to pull the shot object back with the force of shaking the turntable. Its name is terrifying - Heart-Piercing Soul Arrow.

On the deck behind the giant crossbow, there are sixteen magic cannons, and it is easy to distinguish from the colors blue, red, blue, and yellow, which represent the four constant attribute elements of water, fire, wind, and earth.

Next to them were mages dressed in various robes, and around them were many warriors in light armor.

Yes, you read that right!

All of them were warriors without mounts, and they were all dressed in light armor, which obviously made some sense.

Further back, there are six more water-based magic cannons on the high platform, which are one larger model than those in the front row.

Needless to say, each element has its own environment that suits them best.

In the center of the platform, a flagpole stands and a flag with a black humanoid pattern with wings fluttering in the wind.

This is enough to prove that they belong to the Night Knight mercenary group that all bandits and robbers are afraid to avoid.

A short distance behind the flagpole are two tiers of cabins, enough for a thousand people to store a month's worth of food.

At the stern of the ship were two magic cannons, with chains with three-pronged anchors coiled around the midpoints, and on either side of the anchors stood two people looking backwards, one a teenager and the other nearly middle-aged.

The young man was tall and imposing, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face was as sharp and angular as a knife and axe. Wearing a pure gold knight's hat, he was dressed in a heavy armor that was very different from many warriors, and his flying cloak brushed the ancient long sword hanging from his waist from time to time, powerful and elegant. The sword eyebrows are starry, and the face is as sharp and angular as a knife and an axe.

"Master Condell, I didn't expect this mission to go so smoothly, we can understand that those pirates didn't dare to approach, but whether those sea monsters actually harassed us or not, it's not easy to explain!" said the middle-aged man next to him.

I saw that he was half a head shorter than Condell, and his curly hair was slightly messy. Dressed in purple robes, he holds a staff set with blue gemstones.

This is the standard mage's attire, the purple robe shows that he is already a level 7 powerhouse, and the blue gem indicates that the magic staff he uses is of the water type.

"I can't be too optimistic, I always feel that this matter is a little strange. Condell said with a slight frown.

"Don't worry about it, it must be the mighty general of our Night Knight Mercenary Regiment who is also shocked by the demonic beasts in the sea, don't you always tell me that the demonic beasts also have a certain amount of wisdom?"

It was a thin teenager who stepped out of the cabin, nearly twenty years of age to Condell.

He was wearing a cyan robe, and the gems inlaid with the folding fan in his hand were also cyan, a fifth-level wind magician.

He doesn't look anything special, but his eyes are very clever, and his steps are also very dexterous, as if driving a wisp of breeze.

"Carl, my partner, I hope I'm overthinking."

"It's a bit strange about this!" the magician agreed with Condell.

Condell pondered for a moment, and suddenly said: "Shock! Carl, what you just said about shocking reminds me that this word should be more appropriate to use 'coercion' when applied to Warcraft, there is a strong sense of territory among Warcraft, and generally low-level Warcraft will avoid it and dare not approach it in places where high-level Warcraft haunt it. ”

Karl said, "You mean, we entered the territory of the High Sea Demon Beast, that is terrifying!"

The purple-robed mage said: "No, we haven't encountered harassment from demonic beasts all the way through the voyage, and even high-level demonic beasts can't have such a large territory." ”

Karl's nervous expression was instantly relieved: "Condell, it must be that you are thinking too much, this may really not be the territory of high-level demonic beasts, don't you see that these ordinary swimming fish and seabirds also appear here comfortably?"

"I told you a long time ago that you don't just know how to study magic, but also learn more basic common sense, how can those ordinary creatures with low intelligence feel coercion?" Condell said with some disdain.

Karl scratched his head in embarrassment and muttered, "So what the hell is going on?" ”

"There's only one explanation," Condell said in a deep voice.

"What's the explanation?" said in unison, full of anticipation.

"We're being followed by high-level monsters!"

"Whoosh!"

Before the two of them could scream, a sharp siren broke the silence, and the three of them looked at the source of the sound at the same time, which was from the first ship on the left flank of the front row, the "White Feather".

Although the comprehensive strength of the "White Feather" cannot be compared with the command ship "Canglong", it is still more than enough to rank in the top ten, and it sends a signal for help to prove that the crisis it faces will not be small.

Although Condell was shocked, his face was not at all flustered, and he was calm.

It is not possible for ordinary people to remain so calm in the face of unknown crises, let alone at such an age.

He said to the purple-robed magician beside him, "Master Edward, open the joint defense array. ”

Edward replied with a "yes", and then a flash of blue light shot up the flagpole.

Suddenly, the golden light on the flagpole shook the huge battleship slightly.

Immediately afterward, ripples of pure energy visible to the naked eye spread to the periphery, until they could cover the entire fleet.

In a short time, all the battleships were shrouded in a faint film of golden light.

The whole process only took more than ten seconds, and the golden light ripples of the flagpole stopped emanating, and the light trembling of the "Canglong" also stopped. Obviously, the core of this circle is this flagpole. There are a lot of similar circles like this, but there are really not many that have been arranged at such a speed.

The magicians operating the magic cannons on each battleship filled the magic crystal cores in them, and the warriors clenched their swords and crossbows, maintaining a high level of vigilance.

Condell turned to Karl and asked, "Who is the captain of the White Feather?"

"It's Roman, a fifth-level fire magician, I don't know who the first mate is, it should be a fifth-level warrior. ”

"You go over there and find out what's going on. ”

"Good," said Carl, gliding to the left with the wind. ”

Condell then commanded the battle, "Where's Master Laura?" he shouted in the direction of the cabin.

In an instant, the space distorted, and an old magician dressed in a blue robe and holding a silver six-pointed star chessboard flashed in front of him out of thin air. The old magician couldn't see his face clearly with his mask, but he could only see that his eyes were as deep as a hollow valley.

"Master Laura, summon your disciples and all the space mages to your side, ready to perform the space confinement spell at any time. ”

Laura bowed slightly, giving Condell a response, and Condell was not angry at his arrogance and rudeness. The reason is very simple, space mages are very rare, strategic value is indeed crucial, and he has arrogant capital in this fleet.

He flattened the six-pointed star chessboard, his fingers clicked on it quickly, and a trace of silver light flew out like a silver snake dancing wildly, the small silver snake flew to the ground, the space was distorted, and when the brilliant silver light flickered, another group of people appeared out of thin air.

Without exception, these people are all holding silver magic weapons, one of them is a green robe, five yellow robes and seven orange robes, and the level of magicians is demarcated from level one to level seven, and the colors of magic robes are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple.

Being able to wear a purple robe symbolizes that you have initially entered the threshold of the strong, and when you reach the eighth level, you will be given an elegant silver, and when you reach the ninth level, you can wear a noble gold *** mage must not wear it indiscriminately, and it will not end well in public or private.

On the public side, the Holy See has a law enforcement team, and in addition to eradicating evil necromancers, another important task is to supervise and punish magicians who do not wear attire appropriate to their rank.

On the private side, any arrogant magician would not be accustomed to the bluffing of other magicians, let alone allow non-magicians to impersonate magicians.

Condell nodded in satisfaction as he watched Laura so efficiently gather all the mages in the fleet together through teleportation.

However, the glimmer of joy on his face that had just climbed was offset by negative emotions, because he looked to the left, the hull of the "White Feather" actually tilted, and at this time Carl had already glided to the third ship on the left and stopped, and was about to gather momentum to march to the second ship, when the sudden change really shocked him into a cold sweat.

Condell didn't worry about his safety, that kid was the best at speed, especially when he was in danger, and he was faster than anyone else.

The "White Feather" gradually increased its inclination, and this speed was not caused by a leak in the hull, but was definitely pulled by some irresistible force.

Some of the people and goods on board have slipped into the sea, and the heavy objects have sunk directly to the bottom of the sea, and people are struggling with floating objects.

It can be seen that the "White Feather" is also organizing an attack, but the effect of those few blows is minimal, and more people can barely protect themselves.

Receiving the telescope from his subordinates, Condell finally saw the culprit behind the other tilt of the ship, a giant sea creature with dark red scales covering its exposed body as a dragon.

There is a way that:

The dragon lurks in the hidden waves, and mixes with the shrimp toad.

Wait for the corner of the head, shaking the thunderbolt and shaking the mountains and rivers.

Condell frowned slightly.

This dragon...... It's hard to deal with!