On the magic warship.

Just as Kino used magic props to warm up the cabin and sat down at the coffee table to make tea, the cabin door was pushed open.

The sea breeze rushed into the cabin with cold air, and Jinuo couldn't help but shudder. He was about to turn around and curse, but at the critical moment he changed his words:

"Your Highness, is the meeting over?"

Beatrice walked into the cabin first, followed by Louis.

Louis said lazily, "It looks like we're going to have a more intense fight this time."

"What do you mean?"

"There aren't many Abyss Church believers who are pretending to escape. It seems like they don't have any hope of getting away with it. Teacher, don't just sit there. We need to be more vigilant and try to win in one fell swoop."

Louis went out and held a meeting with other fleet captains, and when he came back his official language skills had improved significantly.

Jinuo curled his lips, filled his teacup, and drank it in one gulp.

At this time, Alice pushed open the door and walked in, and the cold wind outside blew in again.

Jinuo was a little mad. He watched the magic props he had heated up in the cabin dim and said speechlessly:

"Can't you come in together? All the warmth will be blown away."

"Where's Louis?" Alice came in and looked around.

"Over there, playing with the Wanhua Sword Ball." Kino pointed at Louis and Beatrice who had their backs to him.

Alice went forward to take a look out of curiosity, and discovered that Rimuru was absorbing the liquid sphere of the Mankajianwan, and he himself had turned into a rectangular display screen.

Above are the views of the Bingzhong Army from different perspectives.

Alice was amazed.

All members of the Bingzhong army brought by Louis and his men have signed contracts with Bingzhong and can summon mass-produced sword balls.

Long before the battle began, mass-produced sword balls were put on the agenda. No one in the Bingzhong Army used ordinary equipment anymore, and even the most basic soldiers used mass-produced sword balls.

As we all know, the mass-produced Kengan is a living weapon created by Rimuru.

If you summon it before the battle begins, it won't consume much blood and energy continuously.

"Why can you see the images of the scattered soldiers?"

Louis snorted and said, "Not only can I see, I can also command remotely."

"Huh?" Alice was even more surprised.

"Curious?"

Alice said honestly: "Very curious."

"I asked Rimuru to send some of his clones out to attach to the mass-produced sword balls held by the captain."

Alice understood instantly.

Rimuru's clone saw the image of the captain's ship and then transmitted it back to the original body, right?

"The newcomers of the Bingzhong Army are very lively now. Let's see which unlucky guy will run into them?"

Jinuo, who was still drinking tea, became more excited: "My soldiers participated in it, and they all said that your Bingzhong Army is very novel."

"Yeah." Louis nodded. Beatrice helped him smooth down his collar. He said, "It's a good thing to connect to my half plane and enjoy the protection of the soldier's grave."

Kino narrowed his eyes and began to feel curious, but his dignity as a teacher did not allow him to act as if he had never seen the world, so he did not try it right away.

"Louis, there's an accident with one of the fleets."

Beatrice suddenly spoke.

Everyone immediately turned their eyes to the "display screen" that Rimuru unfolded.

…

The north wind is howling and the flags are fluttering.

On a magical ship from Unther, a flag of the Tomb Army was blown by the wind.

It was already late autumn in the Falling Star Sea. The damp and cold moisture could not dispel the boredom of drifting on the sea, so many people from the Bingzhong Army stayed on the deck.

Anas was originally a member of the Royal Guard, but now he has transferred to join the Bingzhong Army. At this moment, he is looking at the sea with great interest, letting his cheeks be blown red by the sea breeze.

——He is obviously in a very good mood now.

Family members, who understands! The ordinary citizens of Tino City who have never been to the seaside in their lives now want to tie a rope and jump into the sea to taste the taste of sea water.

Not to mention that he has now joined a mysterious army, all of which makes this little country bumpkin extremely excited.

My waist pain and legs soreness are gone, and I can hold my head high in front of my family.

At this time, Anas saw three fleets heading towards them in the setting sun in the distance.

The country bumpkin Anas became alert instantly because he found that the decks of the three opposite ships were full of people.

They were dressed in typical Amn Empire merchant attire, and greeted from afar when they saw the ships here.

But they didn't notice that at some point, the soldiers of the Bingzhong Army who were originally in the cabin had quietly climbed onto the deck.

As several ships approached, the merchants on the other side began to move unusually.

Finally, when the two sides were about to engage in boarding combat, the other party finally took off his merchant disguise and rushed onto the magic ship with weapons in hand.

In an instant, the "merchant" on the front ship had a ferocious expression, black air surged from his body, and he jumped directly onto the ship.

The boarding deck was too small to accommodate them, so they could only rush in like a tide.

"Pretty reckless."

Anas couldn't help but gasp, his blood rushing and he pushed forward directly.

He thrust his sword out, and the Nightmare Sword·Sapphire instantly attached to the weapon and pierced into the chest of the evil god's believer in an extremely standard posture.

"Don't waste your martial arts slots. They're not worth using them for yet."

The captain stood at the back, slowly wiping the sword in his hand, and spoke without raising his head.

"Captain, why don't you do anything?"

Anas turned and looked at the captain.

So many people came up at once, and even though they had been mentally prepared, he was still a little nervous.

And now the three ships are very close, and according to the training he had received before, they can definitely take the initiative.

But for some reason, he had no intention of letting them take action first, and just stood there watching quietly.

"Don't panic."

The captain's voice was calm and steady. Silver threads were wrapped around his hands and shot out in an instant, nailing into the opponent's deck. His body was pulled by the silver threads and rushed forward as a shadow.

Where the sides of the ships touched, it seemed as if a blood-red lightning was constantly refracting.

The silver threads produced by the mass-produced sword balls were like steel wires, tearing the skin of the evil god's followers. A large amount of black blood gushed out and corroded the deck.

The evil god's followers in the back rushed up again as if they were not afraid of death.

The captain then smiled and said, "Send 10 men to the left ship, 10 to the right ship, and the rest follow me. Do not engage in battle on our ship."

On the other side, a horn sounded, and a magic ship came towards them in the distance.

They are colleagues who are besieging the believers of the Abyss Church.

They have already noticed that something is wrong here and are preparing to rush over to provide support.

However, before they could get close, they saw a scene that they would never forget.

Boom! They stared with wide eyes, watching the dancing soldiers as if they had cooperated with each other for decades, how two or even nine people around them coordinated with each other, like a tightly integrated war machine.

As for their opponents? There is nowhere to hide, and nowhere to hide.

With almost extreme mutual coordination, the believers of the Abyss Church fell to the ground at an incredible speed.

The terrifying speed of harvesting made the believers who were rushing in pause.

"Take it easy, and try not to get hurt."

The captain was still giving orders over there.

He knew this was just the beginning.

Among the people charging forward, there was finally a White Crow School practitioner specializing in the Nine Swords profession who started to use his martial arts.

No one knows better than the captain how powerful the White Crow Martial Arts' auxiliary capabilities are in team combat.

The warships of other countries that came to support from afar only heard the encouragements and the aura of blessing spreading over their teammates.

Each soldier stopped thinking of using mass-produced sword balls for a surprise attack.

Constantly changing the shape of the sword ball consumes a lot of blood and energy. In order to eliminate this ship of evil god believers as soon as possible, they choose to retain more blood and energy and engage in hand-to-hand combat.

The soldiers of the Roxi Empire who had approached the ship of the believers of the Abyss Church could already see the situation on the deck.

On the boats on both sides, there were only 10 Nine Sword professionals who were like an unbreakable dam, colliding with the waves of the evil god's believers, causing a thousand layers of waves.

The weapons in their hands are much stronger than those of the soldiers of the Lockheed Empire Legion, and their average professional level is also very high.

But logically speaking, in a space like this where there is almost nowhere to hide, it is difficult for an individual to fully display his or her strength.

But there was a problem with these Enther soldiers. Due to their exquisite skills, the scattered opponents were unable to suppress their intensive attacks and were easily slaughtered.

But this does not mean that the followers of evil gods are weak.

These believers who placed their faith in the Four Gods of the Abyss had reduced their fear of death to an extremely low level. Even when they were being harvested madly, they ignored their own casualties and continued to charge towards Enther's soldiers, just like people who were dying of thirst seeing sweet fruits.

However……

This cannot change the one-sided outcome of the situation.

The captain of the magic ship turned the mass-produced sword ball into a spear, and stabbed, poked, and swept without any fancy techniques. Under the continuous attack, the afterimage and the splattering blood merged into one.

The first ship that engaged in boarding battle with the magic ship had no survivors left.

His killing was so simple that the average professional level of the more than 60 Abyss Believers on this ship was higher than that of the ships on the left and right.

However, those who came into contact with the captain often only had three or four wounds on their bodies.

Two or three times to release the force, and then one fatal blow.

Finally, Roxy's soldiers also successfully joined the boarding battle.

Without hesitation, they raised their shields and rushed forward, fighting with their opponents, but they soon realized something was wrong.

"These Unther people...don't they need defense?"

A Roxie sergeant stared at several soldiers.

Although these soldiers are stronger than them, it does not mean that they can gain the advantage in a chaotic battle.

In fact, as long as you have not yet reached the legendary level, the wave of professional legions is enough to destroy most exemplary strongmen.

A Paragon-level player who is unable to use his limbs will quickly become exhausted due to being unable to defend against the opponent's attacks.

Just look at them and you will know, all of them are wearing small shields.

But Roxy's soldiers strangely violated this principle.

They only kept offensive weapons, as for defense?

That's what other teammates who have free hands should do.

Sergeant Roxy saw more than once that even though the Enser soldier could feel a weapon coming towards him from behind, he did not move at all and left the defense entirely to his teammates beside him.

The teammates beside him also quickly made room to deflect the enemy's weapons, then switched positions with the teammates who had completed the counterattack and killed the opponent who was unable to react in time.

The whole process was carried out without any pause, so smoothly as if they shared the same consciousness.

——In fact, they guessed right.

Inside the Commander-in-Chief Enther's ship.

Beatrice's eyes glowed with silver light as she watched several more followers of the evil god being killed under his control. She said subtly:

"I never thought that local combat could become so simple. Is this the magic of psychic power?"

Louis at the side poured her a cup of tea and said, "I don't like using psionic energy for the purposes of the mind flayer."

"So the direction of my psychic development is, apart from retaining the basic psychic power combat methods, the rest are all focused on remote control and command specialization."

"I originally thought that it would be used to mobilize the Cursed Legion for battle, but I suddenly thought that these soldiers who have signed a contract with the Soldier's Grave might also be able to adapt to psychic command. Now it seems that it is more useful than we thought."

Beatrice was speechless for a moment.

How could this be a question of whether it was useful or not? She could clearly sense that with the Soldier's Tomb acting as a command post and psychic energy acting as a communication network, the soldiers directly under command could easily understand the thoughts and actions of their comrades beside them, thus achieving a non-interference and coordinated counterattack operation.

Coupled with the "commander" who has a God's perspective and has a good grasp of the macro battlefield, he can maximize his advantages.

This is under the premise that the army has not yet fully adapted to this style of play.

Once they adapt, their ability to collaborate will probably be even better, and they may even perform tactical operations that are beyond ordinary people's comprehension.

The Bingzhong Army, the Bingzhong Army...

Perhaps this is not only a tomb of weapons, but also a tomb of soldiers.

It’s just that the soldiers planted in the grave were the enemy’s.

In the end, this boarding battle ended in just 25 minutes.

It took only 25 minutes from launching the attack, to the Rockhi people's support, to the Bingzhong army clearing out the soldiers hiding in the cabin.

The Bingzhong army killed 144 enemies, while our side injured 11 and had 0 deaths.

Roxy killed 22 enemies, injured 11, and killed 0.

In fact, this fleet is obviously the elite of the Falling Star Sea branch.

It was not so easy for the Roxi people to fight, and the area for boarding battles was limited, so the number of casualties rose sharply.

If it weren't for the quick counterattack of the Bingzhong Army, it is possible that they would have suffered casualties.

After this battle, Lockheed's sergeant looked at them in amazement and said, "You are a newly formed team, why do you have such strong tacit cooperation?"

The people of the Bingzhong Army looked at each other, and finally smiled and said, "This matter is a secret of the upper echelons of the empire. If you are really curious, you can ask the two princes."

The sergeant nodded.

He knew who the two princes the Enther people were referring to.

It could only be the Regent and her Prince.

He couldn't suppress his curiosity.

What kind of power could transform a newly formed team to such a level?

But there is no doubt that the Unther people are up to something scary again.

(End of this chapter)