Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

Chapter 656 Fierce Battle

Klein was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that it was the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" communicating with him. Not many people knew that I had replaced the "God of the Sea", but there happened to be "Lieutenant General Iceberg", which meant that the "God of Knowledge and Wisdom" also knew this information. However, since He had already intervened in the battlefield, why didn't He do it himself?

As he pondered, Klein raised his vision and raised the Poseidon Scepter in his hand. The fine blue-green gems inlaid on it suddenly emitted a pure and clear light.

Outside the port of Orleston, the surging, rumbling waves suddenly froze, and then retreated in a way that violated the laws of physics, constantly collapsing, and the high waves became lower and lower until they completely fell back into the sea. Even the layers of dark clouds in the sky dissipated a lot at this moment.

"This..." Anderson widened his eyes, looking at the scene in disbelief. His throat was bulging and he kept swallowing the saliva that was secreted from his mouth due to nervousness and shock.

He had a feeling that Mr. Fool was exerting influence.

Wait, I don’t seem to have any reward to pay, nor did I promise anything to Mr. Fool. I will ask Mr. Fool when I pray to him later, and collect some more Roselle diaries at the same time. I hope my luck is not too bad and I can collect some effective diaries.

After making up his mind, Anderson suddenly relaxed. Since Mr. Fool has already taken action, there is no suspense in this war. We are bound to win!

Soon, his attention was attracted by a huge ship covered with a layer of silver-white armor on the sea. The pattern on the silver armor was very similar to the full body armor on the "Silver Knight". It was extremely hard and no matter how hard the waves hit it, it did not shake at all.

"Is this a 'protection' for the entire steel giant ship? This level of effect can only be achieved by magical items at the demigod level."

Anderson looked in amazement at the ship that had crashed into the golden wall made up of countless undead. The silver armor was deeply embedded in the wall under the powerful force.

His sense of danger suddenly erupted, as if he was in the crater of a volcano that could erupt at any time. The throbbing in his heart made him see a glaring red.

The next second, the huge ship covered with a layer of silver-white armor turned red and instantly caught fire, with flames bursting out from the inside and shooting out in all directions.

These red-to-yellow flames are extremely spiritual. They move quickly and accurately attack the weak points of surrounding buildings and people, creating a fire with exaggerated momentum.

In mid-air, black clouds gathered quickly, and with a rumbling sound, silver-white electric snakes leaped out, carrying a violent and destructive aura that was so strong that it seemed tangible. They densely slashed towards the surroundings, accurately striking each wandering flame and destroying it.

Tiny specks of brass light also emerged and moved quickly across Intis's armored ship, forming a pair of illusory eyes that could directly see the weak points and create the weak points.

Above the gray fog, Klein noticed this scene and immediately understood it. He no longer carefully controlled each lightning strike.

In the thick clouds, silver-white electric light quickly gathered and intertwined, forming a silver-white spear made of pure lightning, which fell towards the weak point created by the pair of illusory eyes.

In just a blink of an eye, a silver-white lightning fell from the sky, pierced through the giant steel ship, and broke into countless tiny electric snakes, jumping towards the surrounding objects with better conductive properties, causing secondary damage to the ship.

In less than a second, the tiny electric snakes scurrying around weakened rapidly until they disappeared completely.

Soon, red and yellow flames shot out from the cabin and landed on the dock, igniting all the combustible materials around it, creating an exaggerated fire.

Then these flames suddenly gathered together in the front and quickly reorganized to form a small but powerful and well-equipped army.

The howling sound of the wind suddenly became intense, constantly colliding with the air, making explosive noises. Circles of terrifying hurricanes visible to the naked eye swirled and entangled, forming an unstoppable tornado.

The howling tornado directly swept the goods piled on the dock, the burning flames, and even the Intis army that had just appeared into the air, pushing them towards the sea ahead.

At the same time, the huge steel ship floated up against gravity, ignoring the terrifying pulling force of the tornado. While retreating to the sea behind it, it quickly adjusted the cannons on the deck and on both sides of the ship, pointing all the muzzles towards the dock.

As the engraved runes lit up in circles, the Iron Fleet's artillery fire poured out again. Under the influence of the tornado, the trajectory of the shells was disrupted, becoming chaotic and difficult to estimate.

The Intis army that was swept into the air by the tornado also began to burn again, turning into flames that shot out in all directions and mixed into the artillery fire.

A huge sonic boom sounded out of nowhere, mixed with the whimpering sound of the wind field, and it pressed down layer by layer in the air, trying to directly destroy the shells thrown away by the tornado and the red and yellow flames mixed in them.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Continuous explosions sounded in the air. The shells thrown by the tornado were directly detonated, rendering a golden flame in the air.

The purifying power of the sun domain suddenly spread out, and there was a constant sizzling sound in the air. Wisps of pale white smoke emerged from nowhere, and transparent liquid seeped out. The souls, undead spirits, and natural spirits that gathered and surged around like a tide let out sharp, painful roars and quickly melted away.

Above the gray fog, Klein, who was watching this scene, sighed in a low voice:

"On the battlefield, an 'Iron Knight' holding a holy relic is really strong, whether it is their wisdom or extraordinary abilities."

As he finished speaking, he waved the Scepter of Poseidon in his hand again. With the infusion of spirituality, a pure and clear light burst out from the Scepter of Poseidon.

Outside the dock of Orleston Port, the violent wind rubbed the air, making bursts of explosions and forming a series of air cannons, throwing the giant steel ship floating in the air into the sky.

But soon, the surrounding air became sticky, and the air cannon could no longer generate enough thrust to push the huge steel battleship into the sky.

There shouldn't be any angels on the ship. What kind of magical item is this? As the thought came to his mind, Klein stopped making the air cannon and switched to releasing lightning.

Taking advantage of the chaotic weather in the violent sea, he easily gathered a large amount of lightning, causing silver-white electric snakes to fall densely.

Before they got close, those silver-white electric snakes turned red, and the electric current continued to weaken, turning into light and heat that illuminated the entire sea.

Prak Eggers' figure quietly emerged in the red-gold flames. He looked at the sea not far away and said as if talking to himself:

"This is the ability of the 'Knowledge Mentor', which can change the laws of physics to a certain extent. However, there should be no angels on that ship."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hands and pushed forward, as if he was pushing open a door that didn't exist.

In a flash, a bronze door covered with mysterious patterns that could not be described in detail appeared in front of them. It shook, creaked, and slowly opened.

Inside the gate, there was a darkness with no end in sight. Inside, there were numerous indescribable eyes staring out towards the outside world, showing malice, as if one could see the souls hidden within through the flames.

As the door opened, the aura of death that had been purified in the surroundings became thick again, and a large number of strange, wriggling, difficult-to-see and indescribable things began to grow wildly.

At the same time, one star after another appeared inside the door, densely packed and dazzling.

An invisible wave dissipated unsmoothly, and the surroundings suddenly darkened, as if it was deep night, and a feeling of tranquility and peace descended with the starlight.

The dense, red-to-yellow flames that completely enveloped Prak began to sway uncontrollably, fell to the ground, and quickly closed up, reorganizing into a series of figures.

The items on their bodies began to weather and their bodies began to age, at such a fast speed that it seemed as if hundreds of years had passed in just one or two seconds.

Within this area, all objects became mottled, with fragments constantly falling down or dust being raised by the wind. The spirituality contained in the spiritual objects quickly dissipated until they lost their spirituality and turned into fragments that fell to the ground.

A pale flame burned in Prak Eggers' eyes as he looked at the "Iron-Blooded Knight" in front of him who was holding a long sword stained with mottled blood and wearing dark full body armor, taking the other's figure completely into his eyes.

The opponent's aura instantly weakened, as if he was rushing towards death. Even the dark full-body armor became mottled, and rust appeared on the surface.

The strong stimulation woke the "Iron Knight" from his deep sleep. His body was instantly ignited, and he wanted to disintegrate himself into flames and escape from this area shrouded in death and darkness.

A pair of lavender eyes quietly emerged from the open bronze door and looked into the eyes of the "Iron-Blooded Knight".

Complex and illusory symbols quickly condensed in his eyes, and a large amount of complicated and useless knowledge madly poured into his mind, causing him to freeze in place for a moment, and the fire on his body quickly went out.

Taking advantage of this gap, Prak appeared directly behind the other party. His right arm turned pale and temperatureless, like a corpse. His nails turned black and sharp, and grew an extra section.

In this state, his right hand easily penetrated the rusty full body armor, penetrated the flesh, and pierced the opponent's chest.

(End of this chapter)