"It's... What kind of monster the hell..."

On the deck of the Dreadnought, Felix looked at the eight tentacles that rose into the sky like pillars of the world in the distance with a dull face, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and the indescribable fear made him a little unable to hold the long sword in his hand.

The other sailors were even more miserable, seeing that the silver dragon was helpless with this underwater monster for a while, and muttered in despair words such as 'It's over, I will definitely die in the sea today', 'I don't want to be eaten by the fish-people, I don't want to be eaten by the fish-people'.

What's more, they were directly frightened and incontinent on the spot, unable to move.

If they were placed in some well-disciplined city-states, they would have been hacked to death on the spot by the officers of the warlord on charges of 'disturbing the morale of the army'.

However, they are not city-state warriors after all, and Alyssa can't be ruthless enough to revive military discipline in such an extreme way.

At this time, the Shahua Fishmen and the Fierce Shark Cavalry who had not been affected by the Ice Dragon's Breath had already rushed over.

The ferocious sharks of the first echelon jumped directly out of the sea, opened their hideous mouths, and crashed straight into the side of the ship.

This is also their usual trick against human ships.

Most of the ferocious sharks weigh more than six tons, and with the shark man holding a trident on his back, it adds up to the weight of a steam locomotive.

Ordinary wooden structures, in front of this majestic impact, are often the end of a hole on the spot.

Behind them, countless Sava Fishmen stared at these ferocious sharks with fanatical eyes, and only after these fierce shark knights broke through the hull of the ship, they followed in to slaughter the humans and feast on them, in order to make up for the serious physical energy consumed by these days of hurrying.

The next moment, the ferocious sharks crashed into the side of the ship, the planks shattered.

But they themselves also hit their heads one after another, their brains splashed, and with unbelievable dull eyes, they slowly descended to the sea with convulsions.

It's just that the thick smell of blood made these battered ferocious sharks not sink long before they were torn apart and eaten by the crazy Shahua fishmen.

The shark riders on their bodies were undoubtedly more unlucky, and the shark riders behind them saw their companions in front of them crash into the iron plate one after another, and when the shark sitting down was about to repeat the same mistake, they jumped up and rushed towards the upper deck.

But how could the dragon knights on the deck who were already ready to attack let them succeed easily.

"Cut off their heads, cut off their minions!"

"Fight!!"

As the first fanged shark-man swooped down on the deck, Herbert, who had just given the order, swung his two-handed broadsword upward.

Poof!

The huge head of the fish immediately rose to the sky, tumbled and landed on the deck, taking the shape of looking up at the starry sky, silently staring at the terrified sailors on board.

Immediately after that, more dragon knights swung their swords and slashed their swords like undulating harvesters.

Either large creatures that had lost their heads or had been disemboweled, fell to the ground, or fell into the sea.

It wasn't until this moment that those sea creatures realized that behind the cracked wooden planks that had been hit, there were actually dark and heavy pure steel plates...

But before the knights could breathe a sigh of relief, they saw that the shahua fishmen, who had been stimulated by the majestic smell of blood, had poked the gaps between the planks with their coral forks, and used the sharp claws at the end of their fins to desperately climb towards the deck.

At the same time, the shark man finally took advantage of the gap between their swings to successfully rush to the deck, and the furious shark man swept away with an iron anchor.

Immediately, an unlucky sailor flew out with a dance, smashed a side mast, and fell into the sea full of swashua fish people with a desperate face, and disappeared in an instant.

Just as the shark-man roared in the sky, ready to turn around and deal with the knights who were guarding the side of the ship, he heard an elven voice next to his head:

Wild blessing——— [Memories of Fish]!

So the shark man suddenly looked dazed:

"Who am I?"

"Where am I?"

"What am I going to do?"

After nearly seven seconds of confusion, this shark man finally couldn't help it, no matter who it was, just kill it!

But just as he waved the rusty iron anchor, his head suddenly seemed to be formatted, and only a blank space remained:

"Who am I?"

"Where am I?"

"What am I going to do?"

Perhaps the shark man was too harmless, and the knights guarding the side of the ship didn't pay attention to the fish that slipped through the net.

Because as soon as they left the position they were holding, they would be rushed to the deck tenfold and hundredfold in an instant.

Just after the shark man didn't know how many times he repeated this cycle of sudden forgetfulness, thinking about the current situation, preparing for action, and forgetting again again, a fresh shark's head landed in front of him, and the two looked at each other.

The pungent smell of blood made the shark man's eyes turn scarlet and excited for a moment, and he immediately gave up thinking when he saw the group of weak human sailors.

Striding forward, he raised the rusty iron anchor in his hand and was about to smash it into the crowd.

It was only then that the familiar elven language sounded in his ears again:

Wild blessing——— [Power of the Goose]!

The shark man instantly only felt that his body was hollowed out, and he could no longer hold the heavy rusty iron anchor in his hand, and smashed on his instep with a bang, and immediately the whole person could not support his own weight, and he collapsed in pain holding his foot, except for convulsions, he could no longer move.

Those sailors who were originally terrified and desperate saw that the originally unstoppable strong enemy seemed to suddenly fall ill, and one of the sailors immediately carried the fear in his heart and tentatively gave the shark man a knife, but the opponent's skin was extremely tough, and he almost couldn't pull it out.

"Cut his neck!" poke him in the eye!" someone reminded.

The sailors immediately complied.

At that moment, the memory effect of the previous blessed fish on the shark man's body finally faded, and countless memories and his combat missions came flooding up, but he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

I could only watch as the originally weak human sailor poked himself in the eye with an 'iron needle'.

The kind of grievance and despair is indescribable...

Although the battle on the side of the ship was fierce, Herbert still divided some of his attention on the shark man who broke through the defenses, and if the sailors were threatened by mortal threats, he would need to save the scene.

If the sailors were dead, they would not even be able to sail back.

But then Cenarian's magic made him feel strange and creepy, and at the same time, he secretly warned himself not to offend the other party.

Whether it's the magic that can throw the target into 'chaos' or 'paralyze', it's a bit unguardable.

But even so, the ever-increasing pressure on the side of the boat made them feel a little overwhelmed.

"Captain Herbert, isn't it time for Captain Alyssa to leap the Dreadnought?

Suddenly, there was a rough voice from the other side, which seemed to be from Senarian.

Herbert turned his head suddenly, and when he saw Cenarian who had turned into a giant bear and slapped a shark into a U-shape, the corners of his eyes twitched, as if he thought of the other party's adopted son, who was also their teammate of 404, Ralph.

"Commander, we can't carry it here, ah, my arm!"

I saw the gray dwarf hammer on the side, and the entire shoulder armor, chest, including the right arm, seemed to reveal the bitten bones.

If it weren't for the quick eyes of the Eye Demon Kik beside him, when the other party was about to suffer a fatal injury, he secretly stretched out a tentacle and pulled him back, at this time, I am afraid that it would not be as simple as breaking an arm, but the whole head would be gone!

Herbert was just about to contact Captain Alyssa, but a memory popped up in his mind that stopped him:

'No!' The Intrepid's Leap takes time to recharge during intervals, and we must use it to avoid deadly threats!'

So he glanced at the debris-ridden 'Black Sea' in the distance, saw the lord who was fighting in the sky with the eight wrists and feet of the legendary octopus, and then at the Luskan warship that was heading towards them on the coast, gritted his teeth:

"Hold on! Hold on a little longer! 'Fish Leap' can't be used now!"

It was only as the wounded and the ship's side of the ship became vacant that more and more Sawa fishmen and sharks poured onto the deck.

Then Herbert then ordered:

"Captain Alyssa, containers!

"Roger, Captain Herbert!" Alyssa responded.

So the blood-stained deck was divided into two deep doors under the transmission of a burst of mechanical chain structure, and two metal cabinets, one silver and one red, were slowly lifted to the deck, and then stood up under the influence of the machine.

Herbert covered the retreat of the wounded and retracted the line, and then slapped one hand on the mechanism of the red cabinet, and at the same time, Senarian also slapped on the other cabinet.

As the two containers disintegrated and fell in all directions, the two steel golems inside were suddenly revealed.

Among them, the silver one still adheres to the original standard design, which looks majestic and arrogant, full of a sense of irresistible power.

But the red one is a bit contrary to the original design concept of the golem, and the whole body looks symmetrical and slender, and it looks like it has no protective power.

However, Blasca was inspired by a joke made by Levi in the early years that "if you paint red and hit a unicorn, you will be three times faster", and used a batch of Mithril to add to the alloy smelting, so that it can reduce its weight exponentially while still taking into account its original defensive attributes.

After losing the restraint of the four walls, the two golems knelt down on one knee under the effect of their own weight like knights, and the design of the cockpit popped out behind them, waiting for the driver to ride.

"Let the incapacitated warriors go first!"

Herbert yelled at Cenarian, glanced at his company again, and then said to the Eye Demon:

"Kik, shove the hammer in!"

“......”

Kick was tempted to say that he was wounded himself, and that one of his tentacles had been bitten off by a damn fish-man in the scuffle.

It hurts to death!

Without saying a word, Cenarian immediately stuffed a knight whose entire lower body had been bitten off into the silver one.

As the cockpit shrank in, the silver steel golem immediately rose to its feet and raised its right arm.

Click.

A hanging, honeycomb-like cylindrical metal tube pops out from the underside of the heavy right arm, and the bell turns violently, making a crisp sound of chains and gears colliding.

"Get out of the way!"

“FIRE！！！”

Blinding light and heat erupted in front of the multiple metal chains, and countless streams of scorching rays of magic were thrown out like a storm, leaving scorching trails in mid-air that fell on the Sawa fishmen and shark men who had just rushed to the deck.

The scene was like using a barbecue nozzle to scorch the flames of freshly caught seafood, and the fishmen who were hit by countless scorching rays immediately turned red and cooked at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The smell of burnt seafood wafted across the deck.

This explosive combat power made the originally dying hammer cheer up!

Such a vehicle!

Such a weapon!

This is the golem that a male dwarf should ride!

It's a pity that only the red one remains, and the slender design doesn't match their dwarven aesthetic.

But it's okay!

He can't wait to climb onto this golem that is the envy of everyone and kill in all directions!

But just as Kik was carrying him up the Golem's shoulder, eight tentacles suddenly rose from the sea around him, slapping towards the deck.

It's the giant squid catching up!

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat, and immediately used their own means to cut off the eight tentacles that came from the slap.

But a tentacle that was cut off by Alley in the bow of the ship flew out just in time to smash the unlucky hammer, and the whole person shot into the cabin like a bowling ball, and his head tilted, and he fainted.

The members of the team all looked at Kik, who was empty in his hands.

"....." Kirk also said he was confused.

But soon, something even more confusing happened, Xu is the silver golem's hand of the constantly rotating 'spell Gatling' seemed to arouse the interest of the Zeellandia-sama, and immediately a few jumps fell into the cockpit of the red golem.

Without the big guy's defense, the bow of the ship, which should have been the most solidly defended, immediately fell, and a dense crowd of fishmen poured up, all staring at Alley, who was covered in blood, with scarlet eyes.

Unlike warriors who don't have magical powers, Alley, who is naturally powerful, has little to no effort to gain the control of the Red Golem.

It's just that the helmet on her head seems to affect her magic manipulation somewhat, and she immediately took off the horn helmet on her head, revealing that young and charming face.

She shook her long scarlet hair and smiled sweetly, 'Sure enough'.

The fish-men who poured onto the deck froze, the viscous liquid spilling out of the fishmen's mouths.

It's a charm that transcends racial barriers.

Even powerful people like Herbert and Cenarian lost their minds for a moment when they first saw the true face of this eldest lady.

But fortunately, after Alley lost the interference of the helmet, he was absorbed into the golem by the cockpit.

With the loss of the 'source of infection', all affected creatures instantly regained their composure and were in the process of fighting.

"Why, at least, Alley is a mage, and the second Golem can at least exert enough power in her hands. ”

Seeing that the matter had come to this, Herbert and the others could only talk like this to comfort themselves.

And so, under their expectant gaze, the Red Golem stood up under Alley's magical manipulation and took her first steps as a 'female driver'...

Herbert watched as the other's raised toe hit his left heel... The body is tilted...

There was a loud bang.

The No. 2 Golem, who was expected to solve the crisis, fell directly to the ground in front of everyone.

After a few seconds of silence, it began to roll where it had fallen.

Well... Instead, he crushed a few fish-men who didn't have time to dodge.