At night, Port Prieze, a suburban cemetery.

The people who died in the bombardment have been carried here, and the priests and bishops of the three major churches are busy calming the souls and preventing mutations.

In that short day, many wives lost their husbands, many children lost their mothers, and many families were left alone, wandering in the cemetery, some silent, some weeping, and some crying until they fainted.

Crane stood in the midst of them with an ordinary face, watching all this without saying a word, as if recalling the funeral he had attended.

He had just taken advantage of the darkness to heal the people injured in the attack with the "staff of life" in several hospitals in Beckland and Port Prieze, and left behind strange and terrifying urban anecdotes to further digest the "sorcer" potion.

And he knew that once such strange rumors spread on a large scale, Zarathu, who was in Beckland, would immediately understand what was going on, and sent a secret puppet to monitor the corresponding place, so while the news had not yet spread, Klein relied on "teleportation" to run through all the hospitals in Beckland and Port Pritz, leaving all kinds of horror stories while treating seriously ill patients.

By the time word spread, he was confident that he would receive a lot of feedback and take a solid and huge step towards completely digesting the potion.

However, Klein did not stop there, the possible conspiracy of the evil spirit of the "Red Angel" and the fact that Zarathu was in Bakeland were like a sharp sword, hanging over his head, urging him to continue to look for opportunities.

So, he came here and witnessed the grief of ordinary people.

After a moment of silence, Crane withdrew his gaze and turned to leave the cemetery.

When he came to no man's land, the glove on his left palm quickly turned dark blue, and patches of slippery fish scales grew.

The whining wind swept in, and Crane flew into the air and flew to the port location.

In the ocean beyond there, the Fersak Empire's Sunia Sea Fleet waited quietly, seemingly preparing for another round of artillery bombardment after dawn to destroy the remaining shipyards.

Soon, Crane reached the ruins of the harbor and watched the fire faintly shine through the deep night.

At the same time, his two puppets use the "Flame Jump" to rush over from the ground, and they are in different hidden positions.

What he had just seen and heard made Klein no longer have any doubts and unbearable about what he was going to do next, but he was still very confused.

Revenge on the invaders is a legitimate thing to do, but if it is to inflict heavy damage on Fursack's fleet, it may be the happiest of all, King George III of Rune, the real mastermind behind the scenes, one of the main culprits in the war!

There are too many truths in this world, but only when you really experience it, you will find that sometimes what you do is not right, and it will make your heart full of contradictions...... Crane exhaled, turning his attention to the intel he had received from the "Hanged Man":

The commander of the Sunia Sea Fleet of the Vosak Empire is Admiral Yegor Einhorn, a demigod born into the royal family, who is currently the Sequence 4 "Predator Knight" of the "Red Priest" pathway!

Through this information, Klein combined the content of the "Red Priest" card, and more key points came to mind:

"The Predator Knights, who can turn women into men, have the courage to be comparable to steel, they can not only manipulate multiple flames, they are masters in this field, but they can also make themselves flame or steel......"

............

The Vosak Empire, the Sunia Sea Fleet, the flagship of the "Neposs".

Yegor Einhorn, a burly man of more than two meters and a thick beard on his lips, was sitting behind a desk with a map, drinking Sunia's blood wine and thinking about his next steps:

"After dawn, Rune's airship formation will definitely come to attack, and their 'Pritz' ironclad and the corresponding fleet will also be back soon, and if they continue to stay here, they will fall into a very passive situation.

"Although I am a 'Predator Knight' and can concentrate the power of the entire fleet on me and distribute the damage, the commander of that Ironclad fleet is likely to be a demigod of the 'Arbiter' path, or has a corresponding '1' level seal, which is not so easy to deal with...... If they're not careful, they'll have an advantage in speed and naval guns......

"Retreat is the best option, and then take advantage of the trauma of the Rune navy and the temporary lack of numbers, continue to attack the coastal ports......

"Hehe, such a war is indeed a good opportunity to digest potions.

"It's a pity that I didn't become a 'War Bishop' before this, otherwise I might have a chance to be promoted to the rank of angel after the war, hey, only the 'War Bishop' can really play to the advantages of an army, not just concentrate on my own ...... like I am now."

Yegor Einhorn was in a state of distraction, so he had to use the hidden connection between the "Predator Knight" and his soldiers to inform the adjutant to come and give orders to retreat at night.

Suddenly, he looked up at the door.

Boom!

There was a knock on the door, which echoed through the quiet room.

The Raid of the Teaser...... Such a thought flashed through Yegor's heart, and the whole person's spirit suddenly became highly tense.

In a demigod and half-human battle, preset environments, surprise attacks, and surprises are all good ways to take the initiative, and are indispensable components that can effectively defeat or even kill enemies of the same level, otherwise it is difficult to succeed, so this kind of act of giving notice before the attack is either a warning and no follow-up, or it means that the level, personality and strength of the attacker are far beyond the target.

As a veteran "Iron Knight", Yegor instinctively considered the situation to the worst, and immediately awakened the connection between every sailor and every soldier on the "Nepos" and him.

At that moment, the voice sounded again:

"Bang!"

This knock on the door made a sound comparable to the roar of a giant cannon, and made Yegor feel like a bomb with a huge yield was about to explode in his ears.

With his spirit highly tense and listening carefully to the movements, this is not much worse than the roar of the "Priest of Calamity"!

Suddenly, a buzzing sound echoed in Yegor's ears, and his head became dizzy.

He quickly distributed the damage, causing every member of the Nebos to have a slight tinnitus in their ears.

Immediately afterwards, Yegor grabbed the pen on the table and threw it at the door.

The dark red pen left an afterimage on its way, like a cannonball being fired.

For an "Predator Knight", no matter how ordinary things are, they can be turned into terrifying murder weapons with the improvement of his traits!

Bang!

The door that had been shot with a pen burst open, revealing the knocker in the hallway.

It was a man in a black trench coat, with a body as thin as paper, and a face with no facial features.

By this time, the pen itself had exploded, and the tiny fragments swept through the knocker like a storm of machine-gun fire, tearing him into pieces of flesh one after another.

Yegor did not relax, but stood up directly, looking around vigilantly.

He knew very well that the real knocker had not yet "appeared"!

At this time, the adjutant who lived diagonally opposite him opened the door and ran out, looked at the flesh and blood on the ground, and said in amazement:

"Your Excellency, what happened?"

"There is an infiltration ......" Yegor's voice did not fall, and his eyes suddenly froze on the adjutant.

The lieutenant withdrew his gaze from the flesh on the ground and raised his head slightly.

His face, with no eyebrows, no eyes, no nose, no mouth, was as empty as the knocker.

Yegor's heart trembled, and his whole person instantly burned, turning into flames that shot out in all directions.

The red and yellow flames dispersed and then closed in front of them, enclosing the lieutenant inside.

The flames quickly dispersed, revealing the blackened lieutenant.

The wind from the hot and cold convection blew, and the lieutenant disintegrated into ashes.

The flames did not stop, and flew out of the room one after another, reorganizing into a burly Yegor in mid-air.

At this time, he saw seabirds flying around, and each seabird had a human head, no facial features, and a bare head!

Yegor snorted, and a circle of blazing flames swept around them, sending them at high speed towards the strange seabirds.

At that moment, he heard the sound of metal scraping and immediately looked at it through the eyes of the soldiers.

At this sight, his body suddenly went cold, and a sense of horror and fear could not stop surging in his heart.

On another sail battleship of the Sunia Sea Fleet, one cannon after another seems to have come to life and have a life of its own!

They turned on their own, aiming in mid-air.

And one after another, the shells took the initiative and enthusiastically entered the artillery.

Boom, boom, boom!

As soon as these shells were fired, they were hit by fireballs drawing different arcs, and they detonated in the middle of the process.

Seizing this opportunity, Yegor quickly recited the honorific name of the "Supreme Commander" of the Sunia Naval Theater, which was a "weather warlock" from the royal family:

"Master of the fog of the battlefield, symbol of weather change, totem of storms and lightning, the great Ahomatowa Einhorn ......"

This is also the reason why it is difficult to kill demigods of the same level with advance notice, and they can always find a chance to call for help.

Of course, Klein's main purpose was to create a spooky scene to scare a demigod and help him digest potions, with no idea of the need to hunt successfully.

Seeing this, he hid underwater, and when his goal was basically achieved, he immediately asked the two secret couples, Chunas and Enyuni, to switch places, and "teleported" away with them.

Yegor did not let his guard down, and his spirit was still highly tense to guard against a possible attack.

It wasn't until the angel responded that he was truly relieved.

Then, Yegor did not let the fleet stop any longer, abandoned the sail battleship that had become a strange legend, and left the sea.

After a while, on the sail battleship that had regained its quiet, a seabird flew over and landed on the mast.

The seabird had a distinct dark circle, looked left and right, and spat out human language:

"I smell the breath of a 'soothsayer' demigod......"