Full-time Creation Master

The day after the fleet passed through the Central Asian corridor and entered the Mediterranean, the weather was unusually clear.

The sea surface resembled a single, polished blue crystal; there was no wind, and no waves were visible.

Flocks of seabirds hovered in the air, their wings spread out, as if frozen in place by some invisible force.

Inside the bridge, the spacecraft's own artificial intelligence alarm sounded without warning.

"A large-scale time delay was detected."

"The radius of influence is still expanding, 170 kilometers ahead of the coordinates."

"The curvature of space is abnormal; a passage to the underworld is being formed."

"......"

Chu Ming raised his head.

In the distance, where the sea meets the sky, a black line appeared out of nowhere.

The black line thickened rapidly, as if someone had dragged an entire sheet of night from the seabed.

The sunlight was swallowed up, the seawater lost its color, and spires made of piled bones slowly rose from the black tide.

The Quinjet at the forefront suddenly flapped its wings and hovered.

Salam said, "Someone prepared the altar in advance and only opened it after we entered the coordinates."

But for some reason, the startup time was brought forward by a few seconds?

Now the trap was exposed to everyone!

"The Holy City?" Eileen asked.

"They're not that stupid," Chu Ming said.

The Holy City hopes to test the Great Xia, but will not openly attack a national delegation participating in the Goddess Ceremony.

At least it won't leave behind any evidence that could be used to catch someone.

"All ships on Level One combat readiness!"

Mo Fan's voice came through the Legion Channel.

"Give the battleship's secondary guns a good hit!"

The ship's hull opened, revealing a dense array of lights like a suddenly cascading galaxy.

Squads of Knights of Light spread their wings and stepped off the warships on (previously: mass-produced) anti-gravity halos, forming human walls of defensive arrays in front of the fleet.

The auras of 100,000 people connected within the magic array, and platinum-gold light quickly filled half the sky.

Now, the Knights of Light's formation truly possessed the deterrent power of a forbidden spell!

The Kuroshio Current also stirred.

Millions of undead birds and gargoyles burst forth from the darkness.

Most of them lack flesh and blood, with dark green ghost fire swirling between their skeletal wings, and each flap of their wings scatters black dust capable of corroding the soul.

Further down, the seawater continued to rise.

One after another, the skeletal whales of the underworld, carrying pyramid-shaped stone coffins, crashed through the surface of the sea.

They opened their enormous mouths, and death energy condensed into black beams hundreds of meters in diameter, which they simultaneously sprayed towards the fleet.

"First through Fourth Heavy Siege Chapters, Aegis!"

"Artillery regiment, load purification shells!"

"Air Cavalry, follow me!"

The orders of the Knights' vice-commander were relayed down through the ranks.

At the forefront, twelve thousand heavily armored knights simultaneously hurled their activated shields into the void.

The same golden star map and constellations appeared beneath their feet.

A golden star chart and constellations are nothing special.

Twelve thousand large and small golden star charts and constellations overlapped, merged, and combined under the guidance of the military formation's core to give rise to star palaces.

The constellation blinks and becomes part of the celestial phenomena.

In less than 10 seconds, the Knights' magical energy and more than 1 shields formed a sacred wall large enough to shield the fleet.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The death rays of the Bone Whale from the Underworld Sea crashed into the city walls one after another.

Darkness and light collided like two real oceans high in the sky, and the impact of the explosion forced the seawater below into a depression tens of kilometers in diameter.

The first layer of the Holy Shield's outer layer is broken.

The second layer of Holy Shield lights up.

Then comes the third and fourth floors!

Judging from the thickness of the Holy Shield, it must have several thousand layers!

"Can it stop it?"

Mo Fan has already stood at the very front of the fleet; this is truly the first time I've ever seen him like this!

"Commander, based on the formation's attrition rate, it can withstand 11,000 rounds of secondary attacks!" the deputy commander replied.

The vice-captain didn't say how many attacks a forbidden spell could withstand.

Mo Fan didn't ask.

"Then don't just take the beating."

Mo Fan raised his right hand. "Fire!"

A lightning-based star palace unfolded behind him, thousands of arcs of electricity rapidly traveling along the armor of the air cavalry. The radiant domain formed by 100,000 knights tinged the lightning with a brilliant gold, and the originally raging lightning element gained the power to purify the undead.

"Silent Thunder Death Ray - Lightning Halberd!"

The thunder coalesced into a long halberd that pierced through the sea of ​​clouds.

Mo Fan took a step forward and threw his arm forward.

The golden lightning halberd tore through the black tide, and the undead birds along the way didn't even have time to fall before turning into fine white ash in the lightning.

The halberd fell into the sea, and the entire Dark Sea was instantly covered by countless tree-like bolts of lightning.

The three-headed bone whales of the Underworld exploded simultaneously.

Mo Fan looked up into the depths of the black tide.

A giant hand covered in bluish-black scales emerged from the underworld passage, its five fingers resembling five mountains tilting towards the sky.

It seized the golden thunder halberd.

The lightning bombarded the scales relentlessly, but could only leave shallow marks on them.

Immediately afterwards, a huge head wearing a shattered crown slowly emerged from the passage.

"The light of the living..."

"It's really blinding."

A hoarse voice of the soul resounded in everyone's minds.

That's not a monarch.

It was not a projection of an ordinary emperor.

Beside Chu Ming, the Creation Bell emitted a long, resonant chime.

Within the dark forces that support this monster deep within the underworld lies a will that is older, more distant, and more rejected by the world than Khufu.

An avatar of the Dark King is watching this place.

Of course, there are many other eyes watching this place.