Chapter 339: The Sorrow of Xinsalor
Kingdom of the Hinterlands, the port of Sinsaro.
The sea under the reflection of the red moon seemed to have gone mad, raising huge waves, and the rolling waves swept towards this once prosperous seaport.
Above the harbor, black smoke formed the shadow of a huge octopus monster. The evil and cold aura enveloped the entire city, obscuring the shadow of the red moon.
The deep and silent darkness is very conspicuous against the curtain of red and gray fog.
Grayish-white light rose from every corner of the city and continuously entered the mouth of the monster's phantom. The sounds of wailing and crying spread throughout the city.
The port's supreme commander, Archbishop Elias, collapsed to the ground, staring at the gray fog rolling in the sky with a look of despair on his face.
He understood that the grayish-white light was the materialized negative emotions of the residents in the harbor, mixed with vitality.
He was unable to sense the energy level of the octopus monster's phantom. He only felt that the blood in his body was frozen, and fear, helplessness and other pessimistic emotions filled his mind.
Tonight is the night of the red moon, but the fishmen's attack will not stop, but will become more crazy. Therefore, he did not hide in the sanctuary, but stood on the city wall ready to fight the enemy.
Who would have expected that the usually punctual fishman attack did not come, but instead something even more terrifying came.
After a while, the smoke and dark shadows slowly dissipated, and the crimson moonlight shone on the earth again.
There was a depressing silence in the city.
Eli Yas slowly stood up, holding on to the wall, his eyes showing relief for surviving the disaster.
Bradley Hayden came up to him and said with lingering fear:
"What the hell is this? I almost peed myself."
"I don't know," Ellie shook his head slightly. He had no information about this creature in his knowledge.
"However, I believe that the energy level it displayed is higher than the fifth level, otherwise it would not be able to overwhelm our will with its momentum."
"Beyond the fifth level? That is at least the power of a sixth-level creature, and it is an existence that touches the barrier of the divine laws."
Bradley was a little dazed. Facing such an enemy, they had no chance of winning.
He patted the archbishop's shoulder and said hesitantly, "Otherwise, let's go back to the sanctuary."
They didn’t know why the enemy retreated, but if they turned back to attack the city, they would be in trouble.
Eli fell silent. If they left, it would be difficult for the other priests to hold on. Under the red moon, their condition was suppressed a lot, and they had to divide their energy to suppress the infringement of the law of pollution.
Before he could react, he heard a whistling sound coming from the distant seashore.
Ellie gazed at the ocean in the distance and saw a huge creature emerging from the water.
The upper body looks like a deep diver, with a human-like body, dark green eyes as big as water tanks, long fleshy whiskers hanging from a huge flat head, two rows of hard dorsal fins on its back, and a huge snake tail coiled above the waves.
The sea water rushed and the monster was sent to the shore in a very short time. The monster could look at the humans on the city wall at eye level.
Standing on the wall more than ten meters high, Eli's eyes met the monster's eyes, and two words flashed in his mind: "It's over."
Ellie clenched his fists, recognizing the origin of this monster.
The areas controlled by the Church of the Lord of Storms are all adjacent to the sea. They have the most dealings with the Deep Ones and are also familiar with the name of the evil god who controls the Deep Ones.
It is Dagon, the king of the deep, a servant of the evil god entrenched in the evil city of R'lyeh.
"No, the spiritual concentration of this world should not be enough to revive such a powerful evil god servant. How could Dagon appear here?"
Even though he didn't believe it, Eli had to accept the fact that he would have to face Dagon.
Bradley fell to the ground the moment Dagon appeared at the city wall. When he saw this monster, both his soul and body trembled, and he could not control his body at all.
Dagon stared at the ants on the city wall and laughed mockingly. The laughter seemed to come from the devil in hell, full of malicious intent to deceive people.
Black smoke rushed out from its ears, forming the shadow of an octopus monster above its head.
The shadow grew bigger and bigger, covering the red moon in the sky again. The black fog in the sky suddenly dispersed, like a black wind blowing in the desert, instantly submerging the port of Xinsalo.
"No!"
Elie let out a desperate cry, for the city and for himself.
He raised the warhammer in his hand, and there was a faint arc of lightning on the silver hammer.
Eli injected all his holy power and even the essence of life into the war hammer and launched the final attack - the Lightning Hammer.
“Go to hell!”
Eli threw away his shield, gritted his teeth, held the hammer with both hands, and stepped out of the city wall.
The wind howled beside him, and a five or six meter long lightning bolt lingered above the war hammer, illuminating his determined face.
In an instant, he remembered the scene when he had just entered the church and became a trainee priest. He remembered the scene when he became a bishop, the scene when he became an archbishop, and his companions who were standing on the city wall and fighting hard against the fishmen.
This was the place he had sworn to protect before the gods, and he certainly remembered his oath.
The last bit of hesitation and cowardice in Ellie's eyes disappeared, leaving only the determination to move forward.
The hammer with lightning attack hit Dagon's face, but only broke some scales.
Dagon opened his huge mouth and shook his head violently, as if the ground cracked open and darkness swallowed Eli.
At this time, the black fog completely covered the port of Xinsalo.
Crown was bathed in the morning light. Although he had not slept all night, he was still full of energy.
After pushing the cultists back last night, he did not let his guard down but stayed on the city wall.
Nick raised his clenched fist and shouted excitedly: "Sir, we won."
His voice was a little hoarse, and his armor was covered in blood, but it was all from the enemy.
The situation last night was very serious, a large number of cultists had crossed the city wall and entered the town of Zak.
Fortunately, no high-level cultists were involved, otherwise the wall might have been lost.
"We won!" Del and others also cheered excitedly.
In the small town, the surviving soldiers walked out of the camp and cheered.
Crown nodded slightly, but there was not much joy in his eyes.
He did not find any extraordinary people above level three last night, so the enemy's attack could only be considered a feint at best.
If it weren't for the special night of the red moon last night, such a victory would not be worth celebrating.
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After everyone's jubilation subsided, Clown ordered, "I still need you to work hard for a while. Please count the casualties last night and treat the injured friendly forces. The enemy has only retreated temporarily. We cannot relax and must remain vigilant."
He issued another order through the Golden Light Dao Seed: "Fu Jin, scout the enemy's retreat direction, maintain a sufficient flight altitude, and pay attention to safety."
"Quack!" Fu Jin flapped his wings and flew away. In the sunlight, his wings were shining brightly, and his originally shiny black claws were dyed blood red.
"Haha, it's not hard."
Nick turned and left, leaving only Crown and Del on the city wall.
"Sir, what are you going to do next?"
“The enemy won’t retreat too far. I think they will either lie dormant in some hidden place and wait for a comeback, or take a detour and bypass Zak Town.
But no matter which method is used, with so many cultists concentrated together, the population density must be quite high.
Send an urgent message to Rhine City, requesting airship bombing force support."
The enemy is relatively concentrated, which is suitable for bombing. They don't seek to kill a lot of enemies, as long as they can disrupt the enemy's offensive rhythm, it will be easier for them to deal with the enemy.
"Yes, sir. I'll do it right away."
Instead of going back to rest, Clown sat down on the ground and took out a handful of gold spirit coins from his space ring.
The Fire Cube consumed too much spiritual power last night and must be replenished as soon as possible.
The spirit essence was extracted from the spirit coin and turned into grey powder, which fell to the ground as he spread his hands.
A gust of wind blew, swirling around him and raising gray dust.
Crown replenished the Fire Cube's spiritual power, consuming more than eighty gold spirit coins.
"This money is spent as fast as water. If the battle is more intense, the cost of replenishing the spirit power every day may be hundreds of gold spirit coins. The consumption of resources in war is really too great."
He sighed slightly. The goods that the church had taken away from his arsenal were still in the form of IOUs, and he didn't know when he would be paid.
He did not sigh for too long. He closed his eyes and began to visualize the Golden Light Mantra. Visualizing at this moment could obtain double the Sun Fire Fluid and Sun Essence.
The battle last night consumed a lot of his life force, and in order to maintain his physical strength, he even took a drop of sun essence.
When his body was in optimal condition, Clown stood up with a bronze sword in his hand.
He casually swung his sword, causing a sharp whistling sound. He began to practice the cross sword.
His sword skills progressed the fastest during the battle, but this skill was almost on the verge of advancement, and he couldn't wait until the next battle.
Klauen only practiced the most basic sword moves, but his physical fitness was so high that outsiders could only see a glittering afterimage moving continuously.
"Swish," Crown's movements stopped, he felt a faint sense of joy rising, and then opened the golden wall.
[Cross Sword: Limit] (Special Effect 1: Tearing Force (Passive). You have mastered the essence of the Cross Sword. When you use the Cross Sword to attack, you will have the tearing force attached to it, causing greater wounds.
Special Effect 2: Cross Slash. You have mastered the essence of the cross sword and released a powerful attack.) "I should have pushed this skill to its limit earlier. It seems a little late to reach the limit now."
Klauen released a cross slash under his feet, and a small cross-shaped crack immediately appeared on the bluestone floor.
After staring at the mark for two seconds, he shook his head and laughed: "It's indeed a little weak."
As soon as the words fell, the crack widened instantly, extending outward in the shape of a cross, and the thick bluestone brick of half a square meter split into four pieces.
"Hey, that's interesting."
Klauen injected life energy into the sword and released the cross slash again.
Two deep, intersecting marks immediately appeared on the ground, and the moment the marks appeared, cracks spread outward.
When he drew out his sword, a crack had already split the bluestone slab. This time the mark was very straight, as if it had been cut with a ruler.
Crown released the cross sword again, and this time, the tip of the sword was one centimeter away from the bluestone slab.
As the sword hummed, a "X" mark appeared on the bluestone slab. The mark expanded and extended for four or five centimeters before stopping.
Clown put the sword back into the Fire Cube and said happily, "The effect is good. I can practice one less skill in the future."
(End of this chapter)