Black sail

Chapter 569 CCIII. The Power of the Dragon
July 2690, 9 of the Holy Spirit Calendar.

"The mainland martial arts competition has already started, right? We have to speed up."

Zote ordered that all the magic energy penetrating cannons be activated to the highest intensity and Silvermoon City be captured in a short period of time to prevent this treacherous debt from causing trouble when the enemy was being pacified.

He didn't have any plans. If he had to worry about something in old Aran, he just had to push forward in this wild and foreign land.

The wind blew up the sand wildly, the scorching sun was covered by the cloud curtain, and an extremely dazzling stream of light shot out from the cracks in the sky.

With the support of the Pope, several hundred heavily-armored priests were dispatched, and now there are more than a thousand on the battlefield.

It was a dark mass of plate armor. Those who knew thought there was a war in the Western Continent, while those who didn't thought the Blade Queen had come.

The researchers at the Eternal Church are no pushovers either.

During the East China Sea Battle at the beginning of the year, the Seventh Amendment squad came with a Gatling-like rotary machine gun. In fact, the designs for these guns had been made in the Western Continent a long time ago, but the magic energy industry consumed too much energy, and considering the problem of milling machine spare parts processing, they had never been implemented.

It was not until the advent of cheap electricity and mature milling cutter grinding technology that these guns and bullets were put into production and use.

This scene is really too terrifying.
The priests have all been transformed by the sect, and they are monsters with physical functions far beyond those of ordinary people. Each of them is over two meters tall and heavily armed. Many of them hold exaggerated war hammers, while others hold a huge sword in one hand and a minigun in the other.

"First-level magic brake is being prepared, and the energy is gathering."

"The compression circuit is running, condensing to the critical point."

"The target has been locked, stimulated to maximum intensity, and released."

Three heavily-armored priests operated a magic-braked cannon. As the preparation phase was completed, the powerful blue beam cannon blasted towards the gate of Silvermoon City.

With the financial resources of the Holy See, it is impossible that there is only one cannon like this one, plus the sixty cannons transported from the previous stronghold on Crocodile Island.

The heavily armored priests were controlling and bombarding Silvermoon City. This had been going on for a long time, until the light curtain protecting the city was shattered.

For a moment, the noise outside the city was earth-shaking. The interference of magic power made the air pressure and wind direction in the surrounding areas become chaotic. Each beam of blue light, which was as thick as three people holding together, was blasted out, but was blocked by the energy light curtain outside the city.

What they are competing for is who has more magic crystal reserves and who has a higher weapon utilization rate.

Alan possesses the most magic crystal veins in the world, which shows its status as a military overlord.

The light curtain that blocks the artillery shells is not like four walls surrounding the city tightly. The utilization rate would be extremely low. Within a few minutes, all the magic crystal reserves would be wasted.

Instead, it is something like a missile interception system. When the magic energy circuit detects a high-intensity reaction, it will generate a hexagonal arcane shield to intercept the attack in advance before it comes into contact with military equipment.

Inside Silver Moon City.

Crocodile Island never thought that the leader of the 18th formation would be so crazy. Now there are 3,000 armored soldiers in the city, including 300 heavy cavalry, 700 light cavalry, 800 heavy armored soldiers, and 1,200 light armored soldiers.

But the people from the Holy See came with such force that Feng was crazy. Those heavily armored priests were not human beings. One of them could fight against several of his soldiers. If they were really allowed to enter the city and do the same thing to Black Rock City and Salt Lake City, they would not kill everyone, but there would be some casualties and then all of them would be detained.

The credit for sweeping away the enemy in Mulong was all taken away by the Holy See, and the Holy See will get more say in railways.

"How many magic crystals are left in reserve, and how long can they last?"

Crocodile Island put on the armor made of magic patterns for the first time in a long time. He was no longer indulging in carnal desires as usual. He put on a terrifying helmet with a Y-shaped crack and was fully armed. His armor had a strange shape, and the grotesque patterns on the steel surface seemed to be stitched with the texture of a crocodile's tail. It looked twisted and hideous.

"Because... because we are dealing with Mulon... the situation of being attacked by heavy firepower was not included in the plan."

The lieutenant general looked a little embarrassed.

"I didn't ask you to say that! I just asked how long you can last."

Crocodile Island heard the continuous bombardment, but there was no way to fight back. The few magic crystals it had could not fire more than a few shots, so it was better to use them for defense.

"If we continue this offensive, we can only withstand two rounds of bombardment at most. Taking into account cooling and reloading, it will take about five minutes."

The lieutenant general felt grief-stricken, he couldn't understand why the leader of the Eighteenth Fleet would do such a mad thing. Even if the sect was at odds with the royal court, it shouldn't have gone to this extent, right?
I'm afraid that Crocodile Island has repeatedly shown the leader of the 18th Fleet a bad look, both in terms of power and in ambush. The original docking work was completely thrown out of the window by Crocodile Island, and Crocodile Island never met that person from beginning to end.

Crocodile Island was full of thoughts as he quickly walked from the stairs to the city wall. He was not afraid that the interception system would fail and he would be taken away by a beam cannon.

The man continued to fire.

The shaking was severe on the city wall. The stone city wall was like walking on a suspension bridge. An ordinary person would not be able to stand steadily.

The army soldiers on the city wall were also on high alert. They were all regular soldiers with strong qualities. They were certainly afraid of death, but they could not leave the front line, otherwise they would be killed by military law. The worst that could happen was that they would just have to shoot with faith.

When many soldiers saw Crocodile Island in person, they were like being given a shot of adrenaline. One had to have extremely terrifying military achievements, at least the achievement of destroying a large regional lord, to be promoted to general.

"Give me the crystal that's shouting."

Crocodile Island asked the lieutenant general.

The lieutenant general did not dare to delay. After handing it to Crocodile Island, he slightly blocked his ears. If the distance was close, the sound would be very loud and would deafen his ears.

The rest of the soldiers followed suit.

From several miles away, Crocodile Island used a special circuit device to enhance sound waves to speak to Zote.

"You insist on breaking up with the royal court. I will report this to the military department and I will prosecute you for treason!"

Crocodile Island originally thought that it would be alright for you to take the credit for suppressing the enemy, but he didn't expect that this person was not afraid of biting off more than he could chew, and even wanted to get rid of himself as well.

Several miles away, Zote raised his hand, signaling to stop the shelling.

Crocodile Island likes to play word games, so he plays with him. Zote also knows that he can't do things for too long, such as slaughtering everyone, so he can distinguish what is important and what is not.

"The main completion ceremonies of the churches in Black Rock City and Salt Lake City have all been completed. Time is running out, so this is a helpless move. If General Crocodile Island had opened the gate and let us in, we wouldn't have to face this situation. In addition, you haven't handed over many matters concerning Mulon to me yet. Today is our first conversation."

Zote just needs to go through a necessary process, and once he has a legitimate reason, he can carry out his plan.

Although Crocodile Island had sufficient food and grass to hold out for a long time, the reserves of magic crystals were definitely not that much, which caught him off guard.

It is said that the western front is being held by Ubolio, and the people over there can't provide support, so we can only rely on ourselves.

Crocodile Island’s eyelids twitched. Several months had already passed, and there was no handover at all.

"How can it be built so quickly in just a few months? In addition, the situation in Silver Moon City is special. It's not that I won't open the gate, but we are searching for enemy spies now to find the traitors in the team. We can't let them go. Interfering with the military's actions is an even greater crime!"

Crocodile Island doesn't care about blasphemy against the Dragon Lord or not. At this point, they have spoken openly. If Zote continues to cause trouble, they will be breaking off relations with the royal court.

If it were half a month ago, Zote might indeed be afraid, but after Muron discovered the dragon disaster, with the Pope's personal decree to help, he was not afraid of being accused.

Zote looked at Banu, a native Muron man standing beside him. The church was built so quickly because of the initiative of the Muron cheap labor force.

Under the sugar-coated food donations of the Holy See and the rule of exchanging labor for church currency, these Muron people went from resistance to suspicion, from suspicion to belief, and from belief to acceptance.

Not only that. Uporio's popularity had completely disappeared, but there were still many people who had grudges against Mulon and the Alan army, so it was a roundabout way to save the country.

Although they are a bit shameless, they are nominally believers of the Dragon Lord, but in fact they are Mulon's puppet army. But they can get church coins and fight against Aramean soldiers. What's wrong with that?
Even Allah, the Divine, must remain silent until actual benefits are achieved.

The Mulong local arbitration office headed by Banu has been set up, with a mighty force of more than a thousand people. The Holy See has plenty of money, and even the puppet army has excellent leather armor.

Mulong has less arable land, but a relatively developed livestock population, and is good at riding horses. After simple training, these 1,000 light cavalry are still at the level of bandits, although their level is not very high. However, they are much better than pirates and bandits.

"In that case, there is no room for negotiation. But you can rest assured, I will only enter the city and will not kill anyone. Let's continue the bombardment."

Zote gave the order to the gunners who were lined up in a row with murderous intent.

Those who resist can be killed, and those who obey can be crippled. In short, as long as they don't interfere with your attack later, you can take them all down in one go.

Crocodile Island knew very well that Black Rock City was in Zotena. Even if his magic crystal reserves were emptied, they could be replenished continuously through the railway. I don't know where he got the confidence to be so arrogant.

The defense of Silvermoon City can no longer hold up. Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated. If I just stay in the city and let them steal the credit, it will be fine, as I can still keep my military rank.

But when the news came out from the military that their team was beaten by the sect, that was a shame among shames and they would definitely be demoted.

But the enemy was coming with great force, and the Judgment Hall had deployed a high-intensity force. With an armed force of this scale, the puppet army was heavily armed with the priest's overtime sword, supplemented by various magical weapons, and they were no match after breaking into the city.

The three Evil Dragon Judges, who are rarer than dragons, are only responsible for killing dragons. They don't care about other battles and must reserve all their energy for fighting the evil dragons.

The magic cannons continued to fire, and Crocodile Island also wanted to move out cannons to fight back, but the magic crystal reserves were simply not on the same order of magnitude.

He brainstormed and had to think of a way to have the best of both worlds, to stop this psychopath and also have a way out for himself...

As a great general, when has he ever encountered such a predicament?

There was a loud bang.

Finally, the magic energy circuit that intercepted the beam cannon had no more reserve resources. The hexagonal arcane faceted light curtain that was urgently set up only flashed a few times and was then penetrated by the cannon.

In an instant, a big hole was pierced in the dilapidated city wall that was already shaking, the earth and rocks collapsed, and tons of huge rocks flew out. Some of them hit the houses and collapsed them, and some hit the municipal brick and stone streets and were deeply embedded in them. It was already a wasteland, and the smoke and dust were billowing, blocking out some of the light.

Zote was also trying to figure out what Crocodile Island was thinking, and he must be trying to figure out the best way to resolve the issue, but if things went as expected, he might say that this was a personal grudge between him and himself, and it had nothing to do with the royal court or the sect, and that it had to be resolved with a duel.

fair enough.

Hurry up and kill Crocodile Island and enter the city quickly. The main culprit of the riot in the Northern Prison is waiting for us to deal with.

Back then, Li Site used corrosive agents to release many old guards from the Northern Territory. These old guards also knew that a single thread could not make a rope, and that the most ruthless guys in the deepest part had to be released for the riot to succeed.

think carefully……

Zote remembered that it was Henid and two other people who came to the deepest level, released himself, and wiped out all the guards along the way. Only then did these guys have the opportunity to escape from the heavily guarded prison.

Li Site? Speaking of which, he was one of the masterminds of the riot. There was some connection between them, but unfortunately, he was against me.

It turned out to be just as Zote expected.

Just as the next round of shelling was about to begin.

"The royal court and the sect do have differences in many aspects. The strategies of both sides are to be harmonious but different. Fighting without hurting others, you wasted your efforts to break the city, which is also useless. We must fight. Our superiors chose Mulong as the time and place, and the characters are obviously you and me as the two victims. This is also simple and will not hurt the national strength. You and I will fight one-on-one, a duel of life and death. How about it? If you win, the military in the city will cooperate with all your actions."

With the enemy at the gates, the disadvantage is huge and difficult to reverse. This is the only solution Crocodile Island can think of. If Zote really attacks, his level will be greatly reduced and he might as well die.

The clergy lieutenants beside Zote were dumbfounded. How could such a good thing happen? You are now at an absolute disadvantage and cannot escape, yet you dare to put forward conditions.

"Okay, as you wish. I have consulted the heavens and bought divinations, and it has been determined that you will... die today."

Zote was wearing "Ten Directions Great Annihilation" and holding an unknown giant blade, looking like the Demon Lord of the Annihilation Realm.

The people from the sect were all stunned. Banu was also dumbfounded, not to mention the Evil Dragon Judge who was semi-foreign aid. Does this guy... believe that he is absolutely invincible?
"Haha..." Crocodile Island laughed twice. The octogenarian, who had one foot halfway into the coffin, spoke so confidently, "Okay, come forward and fight with me under the city."

Crocodile Island was about to climb down the city wall, but at this moment.

Even the speed of a horse is like a wheelchair racing against a Ferrari compared to a dragon.

The mainland martial arts competition has begun.

The battle in the Imperial Arena is in full swing, and we must also fight quickly here. If the news about Sarret gets out, Muron's side is still a mess, and Zote is still alive and well, then we can really win while chatting and laughing.

Claws are sharp swords and scales are steel armor.

The moment it flapped its wings, the sky collapsed and the earth split.

It was a giant dragon with a wingspan of nearly 100 meters and strange purple-black scales. It was soaring in the sky. As its wings whirled, the strong wind it created dispersed the gray clouds for miles around it.

Suddenly, the clouds cleared and the sky became clear. The scorching sun created heat waves that distorted and misty the space.

In the blink of an eye, it had flown over Silver Moon City. Its speed was so fast that it swooped down from the sky in a few breaths. It was only the size of a black dot just now, but in a moment, it had become an ancient beast.

The purple-black dragon breath that could burn the earth into porcelain, this column of fire was hundreds of meters long, like a punishment from heaven, with irresistible power, spraying towards Silver Moon City, killing indiscriminately along the central street.

No matter how good the armor the soldiers in the city wore, they would be burned into molten iron in an instant, and their bones would instantly turn into ashes and vaporize. The brick and stone buildings and streets would sparkle with an eerie luster like porcelain.

A scorched earth.

The morale of the army in the city was already low due to Long Yin, and now it was even more chaotic.

Garsek is the largest shareholder of Black Sails, and she gets the largest share of dividends. Even though it was a spur-of-the-moment idea, it doesn't matter if she does it for fun.

This kind of scene, this kind of earth-shattering momentum, even if it was heard from miles away, when it reached the Vatican, it made people's hair stand on end, as if there was a little person in their heart screaming at them to leave, their scalp tingling and their liver and gallbladder trembling.

Zote was not surprised when the sky collapsed in front of him, and showed a strange and hideous smile.

This trip to Mulong doesn’t matter to him. The biggest threat is still the two dragons discovered that day. This time... you can't escape.

As long as he could limit the insurmountable mobility between the species, Zoth would kill them with one blow.

"Don't be in a daze, it's your turn to work."

Zoth called out to the Evil Dragon Judge.

Garsek flew too fast.

Li Site and his group are on their way.

(End of this chapter)