These people were holding tridents, had black or brown hair, and exceptionally smooth skin. They were riding on black and white killer whales and were charging towards us.
Although they were dressed simply and roughly, as they approached, the waves surged and rose step by step until the crests even covered the height of the mast.
On the boats behind, figures in red windbreakers quickly jumped up, holding sharp, poisonous blood-grooved swords, and rushed towards the pursuers who had arrived.
"Damn it, it's the killer whale clan again!" Many people on the boat cursed like this. It seemed that they had been attacked and harmed by this group of people many times along the way.
Selene, who was beside her, stroked Loranthir's hair. Seeing that she seemed a little confused, she explained, "The killer whale tribe is a branch of the orcs. They live in the sea and can also live on land for a short period of time. Their skin can be used for breathing, and the resistance they encounter when traveling through water is also reduced."
"Although their individual strength is average, the most terrifying thing is their numbers. This group of sea beasts can be found almost everywhere in the seven seas."
After Selene finished speaking, more and more killer whales arrived as if they had received a signal.
Most of these orcs who were sailing through the waves had practiced war sequences, and as their numbers spread across the ocean, the sea water seemed to boil, with waves constantly rising and falling everywhere. The tridents were waving in the currents, piercing and breaking the ships, and red blood continued to spread in the sea water.
Meanwhile, in the sky, Selene was also facing off against two Sequence 9 Saint Shamans. Although she had a slight advantage, she was now entangled and temporarily unable to escape and support the fleet below.
The waves kept hitting the side of the ship, and waves of sea water rushed onto the deck in the turbulent currents. Compared to the usual damp smell, this time there was a strong smell of blood.
Loran Hill held the railing with one hand and used the other hand to block the surging waves. He opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at the surrounding environment.
Faced with enemies that were several times their number, the warriors of the True Red Empire had to fight one against many, exchanging lives for lives, in order to preserve a small number of ships in this crisis.
Woo——
Just when everyone was in despair, a long conch horn sounded, and then Loran Hill saw a group of completely different fish swimming towards the side of the sea.
The skeletons of these fish are very conspicuous and hideous. Their dorsal fins are like saw teeth and range in length from 1 to 3 meters. They shuttle rapidly in the sea water, cutting the skin and flesh of their opponents and dyeing the sea even darker and bloodier.
Behind this group of sawfin fish, some half-human, half-fish creatures emerged from the sea, as if they were driving and commanding these sawfin fish to support the fleet.
Looking at these mermaids who suddenly appeared, the two holy shamans in the sky also frowned.
Sure enough. Not long after, a woman with beautiful blue hair rose from the sea. With a gentle wave of her hand, as if conducting a musical instrument, she raised a high wall of waves on both sides of the fleet. Then, with a push of her wrist, the entire orca clan in the sea was swept far behind as if they were caught in a turbulent ocean current, and could no longer catch up.
"It's the Witch of the Sea, Lady Phoebe!" Countless people shouted happily, their voices filled with joy.
At this moment, the two saint shamans in the sky retreated rapidly, and Selene slowly landed on the deck.
"Long time no see, Phoebe."
Loran Hill also raised his head and looked at the woman with blue hair and light blue dress standing in the shell.
Is this Phoebe? However, she doesn't seem to be a mermaid, but a human. No wonder she helps these remnants of the True Crimson Empire.
"Dorothy, come here." After Selene exchanged a few words with Phoebe, she turned around and asked Dorothy to walk over and greet her.
"Hello, newborn~" Phoebe squatted in front of Loran Hill, her eyes curious and smart.
Compared to Vimiya's tranquility, Phoebe seems to be more lively? Loran Hill thought so.
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"I don't have any good gifts for you right now, so I'll just give you a blessing." Phoebe played the lyre in her hand, and her beautiful and ethereal singing echoed on the sea. It was a long time before she opened her eyes again.
"In this way, even you can breathe and swim freely in the sea water. The sea will become your paradise and safe haven."
"Welcome to the deep sea, Dorothy." Phoebe's eyes sparkled with brilliance.
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Time seemed to pass rapidly, and when Loran Hill woke up again, the scene around him was no longer the same.
She seemed to have just woken from a nap. The sun was still high in the sky, and it was a quiet afternoon in a forest somewhere. The occasional bird song could be heard in the distance. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, scattering onto the ground below.
"Little phoenix, you fell asleep again." When Loran Hill stood up, a voice came from the branches above his head.
"Because I'm still growing up." This seemed to be Dorothy's answer at the time.
The figure above shook her head, then leaped down from the air, slowly landing in front of Loran Hill. The young woman, dressed in a gorgeous black dress with purple trim, exuded an air of extreme nobility.
"Let's go over there. The afternoon class is about to start. Otherwise, if we're late, Mom will worry again." After saying that, the girl in black walked forward.
Loran Hill blinked in curiosity and surprise. When did Dorothy have another "mother"? There seemed to be no record in history. Even if she had family, they should have disappeared in the destruction of the True Red Empire.
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