A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

However, just as Bray was about to express his feelings, his attention was drawn to what appeared before him.

“What is this?” Bray looked up, his entire body shrouded in a huge shadow.

This is the shadow of a ship.

“This is the ship of our ‘Great Enemy of God’,” Nisha proudly introduced to Bray.

To enter that secret realm, we would have to fight against the Mathematical Society; a medium-sized ship alone would definitely not be enough.

Therefore, this huge ship is the real owner.

"You 'Great Enemy of God' are really rich..." Bray managed to squeeze out the words after a long pause.

It's even bigger than Bai Tingguo's ship, probably two or three times its size.

Armor was appropriately arranged along the edge of the ship.

The ship also has a high-tech magic cannon.

However, this cannon was not used to bombard the enemy, but rather as a propulsion device.

Simply put, this is not a sailboat, but rather a vessel powered by a different kind of engine.

Moreover, even without sails, this ship can utilize wind power without needing magic cannons.

The hull is neither the usual white or black, nor the brown of the wood itself.

It is azure.

It was as if the entire ship had merged into the vast ocean.

The silver armor plating on the azure warship seemed to serve no particular purpose.

This ship is like a blue knight, exuding an unparalleled aura.

Bray didn't know exactly how powerful the ship was, but it was definitely very expensive.

“It’s not a matter of cost, it’s that the craftsmen of ‘God’s Great Enemy’ are amazing,” Nisa said, gazing into the distance.

This ship was indeed expensive to build, but it couldn't have been made without the craftsmanship of skilled artisans.

Soon, Bray and his men were transferred to the huge ship.

However, the way to board the ship was quite ordinary; they simply climbed up using a ladder.

After climbing onto the deck of the large ship, Bray stomped his feet.

"..." Bray was amazed as he felt the deck, which was completely different from the ships he usually traveled on.

This shouldn't be wood or anything, but Bray couldn't say for sure what it was made of.

Out of curiosity, Bray tried out the "Identification Technique".

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"Blue Crystal"

The ore mined from the former dwelling place of angels has superior properties in every aspect compared to the metals and wood currently used by the Black Iron species.

Overall: In short, it's a very good resource. But none of that matters. You actually have a child! That really startled me. When will you be willing to chat with me? I'll turn on my screen, and we can have a proper talk about the child.

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Sure enough, in addition to obtaining intelligence, one also has to listen to the rambling nonsense of the talkative goddess.

Fortunately, this time He didn't directly pull me into a video chat.

However, it turns out to be the material used by angels in the past. The "Great Enemy of God" is quite powerful; it's amazing that they could even get their hands on something like this.

Just as Bray had figured out what the ship's materials were, the entire warship suddenly spun around.

Brave crouched down to lower his center of gravity, preventing himself from being thrown off balance.

But Dove can't do what Bray did.

The sudden change of direction caused Dove to lose his balance instantly.

But just as Dove was about to fall, Bray grabbed her hand and pulled her up.

"Be careful," Bray said calmly.

"Thank you," Dove replied absentmindedly after regaining his balance.

"Nisha, what happened to the boat?"

“We saw the Mathematical Society’s ships, and then they attacked us directly,” Nisha said in a deep voice.

The ship changed course to avoid an attack.

"BOOM!!!" A huge wave splashed up where the "Great Enemy of God" warship had been.

"Does this mean a naval battle is imminent?"

"I think so." Nisha's beautiful brows furrowed slightly.

In fact, she was not familiar with naval warfare, and if a real battle broke out, she would have to rely entirely on the captain of this warship.

If an amateur gives wrong advice, even the strongest ship will sink.

"Hurry up and move to the lower deck, we don't want to stay on the deck," Nisha said to Bray.

Staying on deck is like being a sitting duck; it's better to leave while there's still time.

The "Great Enemy of God" has high ship durability, but it will be affected no matter what if it is hit by a cannonball.

Now it's up to the captain to see how he utilizes this powerful warship.

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Inside the cabin, someone Ray should recognize is at the helm.

The captain, the one who reads comics.

Can you join "God's Greatest Enemy" so easily? Of course not.

This captain is indeed a member of the "Great Enemy of God," but the "Great Enemy of God" usually doesn't ask him to sail the ship.

So he basically sails his own boat, and sometimes he even forgets who he is.

However, there are quite a few independent characters like him in "The Great Enemy of God".

The "Great Enemy of God" needs more than just combat power; it also needs people from all walks of life.

When Bray boarded the ship, he was still reading comics and had no idea that his old acquaintance had also boarded.

If he knew, he would definitely come over with his little comic book and start chatting.

"There are several ships ahead, attacking us," the sailor reported to the captain.

The ship, with its pipe dangling from its lips, glanced at the sailor.

"We're not blind."

"And when you report, make sure you state your location clearly," the captain said.

"..."

"But it doesn't matter." The captain put his treasured comics from the table into a drawer.

"It's been a long time since we've encountered a naval battle," the captain said casually.

With its exceptional durability and superior maneuverability, how many ships can compare to this warship?

This newly built ship, "The Great Enemy of God," is undeniably of very high specifications.

"First, full firepower!" he shouted from the cabin.

The weapons on ships are usually very traditional cannons.

However, the ship's weapons are magical artifacts.

They're called magical tools, but the basic models are all cannons.

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Countless beams of light swept across the sea, roaring as they struck the ship of the Mathematical Society.

The ships of the Mathematical Society did not look luxurious or advanced.

But it has its own strengths.

Because the armament of a ship includes not only inanimate objects, but also the people on board.

The cold, black-haired woman, dressed in a red and black robe, silently watched the bullet streak across the sky.

Night Frost is currently the only remaining administrator of the Mathematical Society.

"Nice fireworks," Night Frost said, as the beams of light were suddenly engulfed by black flames.

The Mathematical Society's ships certainly couldn't have departed from Yura, as that was the port of Baiting.

No one in Baiting Kingdom would stand idly by and watch a ship belonging to the Mathematical Society sail away from the dock.

The Mathematical Society's ship had taken a very long detour to get here, and that's why it collided head-on with the warship of the "Great Enemy of God".

Night Frost wanted to tamper with the Desolate God in the secret realm, so she came here in person.

However, I didn't expect to encounter the "Great Enemy of the Gods" before even entering the secret realm.

This newly emerging cult encountered the "greatest enemy of God" and immediately launched an offensive and defensive attack.

Night Frost stood at the bow of the boat, her robes billowing in the wind.

She looked to the left at the sea, where a third ship was approaching.

The approaching ship was flying a very conspicuous flag, the exclusive flag of the White Court's naval forces.

It's unclear whether the ship was truly a naval force, but the fact that it was flying a flag meant it set sail under the banner of the White Court Kingdom.

"There are so many ships," Night Frost murmured.

"Witch, what should we do next?" A man in a white robe asked Night Frost respectfully.

Now that the savior of mathematics is gone, the witch is the only hope to save everyone.

To the members of the Mathematical Society, the witch was more worthy of worship than any hero or great man; she was the one who truly cared for the world.

Of course, this applies to most members of the Mathematical Society.

Even if many rational people don't understand the secrets of mathematical reasoning, they still clearly understand its essence.

However, they still served Nightfrost.

The reason is simple: Night Frost can bring them sufficient benefits.

Without faith, it's not unreasonable to use self-interest as a means of motivation.

"Let's turn around and ignore these two ships." Night Frost tidied her long hair, which was disheveled by the sea breeze.

Her voice was icy yet alluring.

Night Frost's eyes turned cold as she watched the "Great Enemy of God" ship hurtling straight toward her.

The other side wanted to rely on the inherent rigidity of their ships to crush the numerous vessels.

"My lady, they seem to be crashing into us," the white-robed man continued, but he didn't seem flustered at all.

"It's alright, just keep turning around." Night Frost waved her hand, and black flames ignited on the sea.

Without any medium, flames appeared out of thin air and began to burn.

A massive wall of fire blocked the oncoming "Great Enemy of God" warship.

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The captain, sitting in the cabin, couldn't help but purse his lips upon seeing this scene.

The other side wasn't cooperating at all and just ran away.

He took a puff of his pipe, then put it down and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Cough, Captain, the smell is too strong." A sailor coughed a few times.

"..." The captain's expression twitched, then he helplessly put the pipe in his mouth.

He took the hidden comics out of the drawer and leisurely started flipping through them.

"Captain?" The sailor was dumbfounded when he saw his actions.