As the cluster of more than 200 airships descended, the three warships setting sail for the first time seemed as small as fingers under the huge and overlapping shadows.

The sky seemed to suddenly darken, and the roar of the huge propellers spinning echoed in the sky, like a heavy gray sky curtain falling. The violent and dense fluctuations of extraordinary magic made the crews on the three warships feel suffocating and terrifying pressure.

There are dozens of mages on each airship, and in this cluster of airships, there are more than 3,000 magic sequence mages in total. Among them are even elite mages of sequence 6-7, and some can even sense the existence of magic sequence 8 and above.

In order to deal with the powerful Hinami Kingdom, the Frost Alliance transferred its main forces to the Quiet Moon Strait, striving to blockade and defeat the fellow disciples from the south, which was another magic lineage left over from the Land of Oz.

One after another, the vibrating red shells shot into the sky from the turret, and were then blocked by the vast chain array.

Thousands of mages cast spells at the same time, and a deep blue magic array formed in the sky. The vast and complex patterns were like a new sky, pressing down layer by layer, blocking the shells beneath the array.

Bang bang——

The broken shells exploded in the sky like fireworks, then fell and scattered on the deck and sea below.

Blake walked out of the bridge, looked up at the airships in the sky, stretched out his hand to block the falling sparks and ashes, clenched his fist, and then loosened it weakly.

"Even with years of preparation and technological advantages, is it impossible to resist such a huge national advantage?"

The suspended airships opened their lower hatches and began to extend their gun barrels to aim at the three powerless and lonely warships below. The muzzles gradually turned from dark to orange and gradually charged.

Just as the crew on the battleship were gradually despairing, a flash of light appeared at the edge of the sky, followed by rumbling thunder.

"Is it thundering? At this time."

A mage in the ironclad fleet looked back nonchalantly. At this time, the warship under him had already stopped chasing and was quietly watching the destruction of three enemy ships in the distance.

At dusk, beneath thick, almost pitch-black clouds, a streak of lightning raced across the sky. It was a nearly deformed figure, its body seemingly composed of golden lightning. As it raced to its limit, spacetime stretched it into a long, serpent-like lightning. The terrifying pressure emanating from this terrifying lightning truly conveyed the might of a Transcendent Sequence 9.

The blazing magic power in the golden lightning was like a sharp arrow, piercing through the oppressive and stagnant gray sky and piercing straight into the layers of dark airships above the sea.

And a spreading ripple suddenly rose in the cluster of airships.

A man in elegant robes appeared in the sky. His short black hair gradually turned white under the constant flow of magic power, then turned into a brilliant white-blue. Another Magic Sequence 9 Sage appeared.

"Secret of Spacetime III: Stasis."

A huge clock face appeared in the sky above the airship, showing extremely precise gears and pointers, and then six small clock faces appeared inside. As the pointers turned, everything around seemed to freeze.

If the air is compared to clear water, and now the water seems to have frozen, in Blake's perception, everything seems to become extremely slow. He wanted to open his mouth to say something, but after a long time, his teeth only slightly moved a few millimeters away from his lower jaw.

The fired shell had just left the muzzle and was sliding slowly in the air, not much faster than a snail. He could clearly see the patterns on it and the spreading air waves.

The propellers on the airship in the sky also seemed to stop turning, and everything became quiet.

And when the blazing lightning plunged into the stagnant gray sky, it was like shattering countless panes of glass, leaving a noisy trail in the space as quiet as dead water.

"Ulevis, it's you." The man in the sky looked at the gradually clearer lightning, and the face in it allowed him to confirm the identity of the visitor.

"Long time no see, Clark, the Pointer of the Silver Wheel."

Although the words came out of his mouth soothing and peaceful, there was a sudden flash of lightning in the sky.

Click————

A shocking flash of lightning exploded the thick leaden clouds in the sky, breaking the almost silent space with the most violent force. After the blinding light and thunder, the cold moonlight appeared in the night sky. The propellers of the airships began to turn again in the moonlight, and the world seemed to have sound again suddenly.

But the battle did not end there. The clock face in the sky reappeared, its color like silver, transparent and cold. As its pointer turned, the two hundred airships in the sky suddenly disappeared and then reappeared.

"Secret of Spacetime II: Transfer."

Layers of airships were arranged in a huge circle in the sky, surrounding the golden electric light in the center. The guns on the airships suddenly opened fire, and the dense flames were connected into one. The sound was so dense that no pauses could be distinguished. The venting artillery fire converged to the center, as if drawing a dense pattern pointing to the center of the circle in the sky.

And just as the lightning flashed again, another sage in the sky spoke again.

"Secrets of Spacetime IV: Cutting"

The lightning in the center seemed to be briefly trapped in a small spherical space, and then was engulfed by countless flames and artillery shells.

After a few seconds, the flames died down and smoke filled the air. Just as some mages were rejoicing, shocking purple-red sparks lit up all the airships and then exploded.

Accompanied by billowing black smoke, the airships crashed into the sea, and the mages inside flew out like ants and fled in all directions.

The lightning in the sky rushed again, carrying the power of heaven and earth and breaking through all obstacles.

The silver wheel started to turn again, and the secret techniques passed down from the ancient witch were performed one by one, using human bodies to capture the majestic lightning that was wandering between heaven and earth.

Lightning flashed, thunder tore through layers of space, the hour hand turned, and the pointer on the silver wheel rotated backwards.

——And now, Thunder and Silver Wheel are at a stalemate.