Chapter 172 The Shame of the Nine Rings
As the ghost ship sailed through the waves, the enemy fleet finally appeared on the sea surface.
Twelve huge warships surrounded the enemy in a semicircle, and each enemy ship was flying the flag of wild wind and raging tide.
Thunder gathered on the mast of every warship and continuously fired towards the ghost ship.
However, the dark fog seemed to have a strong misleading and blocking effect on these thunders. Most of the thunders dissipated in the black fog, and the occasional lightning that could penetrate the black fog would deviate to an unknown direction.
Is this how wars at sea are fought?
Amber Xiu felt that his eyes had been opened. What would follow should be a very exciting sea chase. Would they be able to drift through the corners and drive the battleship like a racing car, and then use magic to blast each other brilliantly?
Unfortunately, the following battle made Amberxiu a little disappointed.
The ghost ship rushed to the Storm Son's warship at the fastest speed, and the sharp swordfish bow stabbed into the hull of the other warship. Both ships shook violently and nailed together firmly, and then Phil began to board the battle.
Amber: ...
What a primitive fighting method! It’s a waste of this ghost ship.
The effect of the black fog is so strong that it can block vision and perception, and even deflect spell bombardments.
If it was Amber Xiu who fought this battle, he would keep his distance within the range of the black fog, and then use this advantage to overwhelm the enemy with a large number of spells.
However, this spearman Phil seemed to be unaccustomed to this way of fighting. He just raised the harpoon high and threw it out with force.
The ugly-looking harpoon flew out like lightning, stringing together the three sailors on the opposite side and then nailing them into the plywood.
"Hahaha, let me stab a few more today!"
The next second, the fishman had already jumped onto the opponent's deck, pulled out his harpoon and started killing people.
Amberxiu also realized at this time that Phil was a berserker type. He was very fast and strong, and his body looked very fragile, but he was able to swing his harpoon against the wandering thunder as if he was completely unaffected.
There were many storm priests on the enemy's ship, holding hammers to summon lightning and smashing it at him, but no matter whether Phil's body was injured or burned by electricity, it would only make his attacks more fierce.
And Phil was not fighting alone. After he gained a foothold on the plank, a large number of ghosts poured out of the ship and pounced on the sons of the storm from the Kingdom of Rage.
The ghost's fighting style is very peculiar. It can ignore the armor on the opponent and directly drill into the body to possess it. Many Sons of the Storm are controlled before they can dodge, and then they swing their swords to chop at their companions.
This was a one-sided massacre. After all, the Sons of Storm were not holy warriors who believed in the Lord of Dawn. Their thunder spells were powerful, but they had little effect on the undead. Many sailors who did not know how to cast spells could only flee when faced with the ghosts without any physical form. They had no way to resist.
Amberxiu finally understood why Phil was so dismissive of these Sons of the Storm. There was indeed a huge gap in their fighting power, and the opponents were killed without any chance to fight back.
In less than three minutes, all the Sons of Storm on the deck were killed, and Phil was only slightly injured. It can be said that he won a great victory.
But this was only the first enemy ship.
Two Storm Son warships broke through the black fog, attacked from both sides, and slammed into the ghost ship.
Amber had to levitate to avoid being knocked to the ground by the impact.
Then, these sons of the storm started a new round of boarding battles.
Amber Xiu was speechless. What kind of war was this?
The sons of the storm rushed towards Amberhu, shooting arrows and lightning at him. Amberhu held up a mage shield to block all these attacks.
Alas, the flames of war had come upon him, and Amberxiu could only defend himself.
With a swing of his staff, he used telekinesis to grab a Stormborn and used it as a sledgehammer to knock the others into the sea.
I don't know how many people he hit, but the Son of Storm that Amberxiu caught turned into a pile of rotten meat. When Amberxiu put the body down, the thing crawled up. The body had been turned into a zombie by Amberxiu, and it pounced on its former companions.
The battle of the undead is so straightforward, the more enemies die, the more undead there are.
Moreover, the mage's killing efficiency is far greater than that of swinging a harpoon. Amber killed all the Sons of Storm on the two ships, much faster than Phil.
Phil returned to the ghost ship with a charred body and said admiringly, "Amazing! You are indeed the captain's friend."
Ambersu casually cast a dark healing spell on Phil. The replenishment of dark magic made his charred flesh and blood begin to wriggle and repair. Although it was still half-rotten, his injuries had actually recovered for the most part.
Phil said gratefully, "Thanks! As expected, mages are better than warriors. It's a pity that there are not many people in our group who can cast spells."
Amber was in no mood to talk to him about this, so he reminded Phil, "Don't talk about this for now. Don't you think something is wrong? These sons of the storm are too weak. There isn't even a high-level storm priest."
Although the population of the Angry Tide Kingdom is small, it can make the countries on the mainland hate it so much that they have no choice but to do nothing. It will not rely on just this small role.
According to Phil, he has dealt with the Angry Tide Kingdom many times. The other party should be well aware of Phil's fighting ability and should not send this small character to die.
Phil scratched his head and said, "Maybe there's no one left? The leader launched a fierce surprise attack on them before, killing all the Sons of Storm so hard that they dared not go out to sea. I guess all the strong ones are dead?"
Amber Xiu was speechless. The dumb senior was not exaggerating. This fishman really had no brains.
If there were really no one left, why would they take the initiative to attack? Isn't this sending people to die? The Son of Storm is just crazy, not stupid.
This feeling is not right. Amber's intuition is very accurate. There must be some trap here.
But unfortunately, before he could figure out the problem, two more warships broke through the black fog and crashed into him.
Those seemingly very weak Sons of the Storm continued to howl and join the battle, as if they were unaware that they were seeking their own death.
Phil didn't bother to chat with Amber and continued to charge into the battlefield waving his harpoon.
Amber Xiu no longer intervened, but flew into the air and overlooked the entire battlefield.
There are a total of thirteen Son of Storm warships, twelve of which look similar, like standard warships, and only one is particularly huge, an ultra-large battleship with thunder patterns all over the hull.
The warship continued to emit thunder, trying to disperse the black fog.
The other warships continued to shuttle through the black fog, relying on sound to determine direction, trying to find the ghost ship.
It looked like a suicidal tactic carried out out of desperation, but when Amberxiu flew higher into the sky, he realized something was wrong.
The flagship of the Son of Storm was not blasting lightning aimlessly, but was using the suicide attacks of friendly forces to attract the enemy's attention and was actually preparing a super-large magic.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Amberxiu could see thousands of thunders interweaving in the air, forming a huge magic circle.
The magic circle enveloped the entire black fog. The terrifying destructive force was gathering in the magic circle and seemed to be about to reach a critical point.
Once the magic circle is activated, everything within the black fog will be attacked indiscriminately. Even if Phil and his Swordfish can be killed, those ordinary warships will definitely be buried with them.
Amber Xiu couldn't help but sigh: "How cruel! They don't even let their own people go, right? Does this pirate group have such a deep hatred with the Kingdom of Angry Tide?"
Although he didn't want to get involved in other people's disputes, Amberxiu came here to ask for help, and he wanted to ask the mute senior to help search for the elves' artifacts. And Phil left the main group to welcome him. In this case, if Phil was killed by the Son of Storm, Amberxiu would be blamed.
"Well, since you bought me a drink."
Amber summoned the Golden Throne and began to chant the spell with concentration.
A bright light appeared, making Amberxiu like a sun, illuminating the nearby sea.
This sudden light naturally attracted the attention of the Son of Storm, and several bolts of lightning flew into the air, trying to knock Amber down.
However, all of them were blocked by Amber's magic shield. Their spellcasters were all maintaining the huge thunder magic circle and could not spare any effort. The remaining three or two kittens were simply unable to break Amber's magic shield.
As the spell became faster and faster, the magic power gathered by Amber became more and more powerful, and the terrifying pressure seemed to push the nearby sea surface down by half a meter.
Phil, who was fighting in the black fog, also felt this unusual power and looked up at the sky. Phil didn't know much about magic, but he could sense that something was wrong and quickly ordered, "Quick, dive now!"
One advantage of a ghost ship is that none of the crew members can drown, and the power of the ship is not from the wind or the waves, but from the dark magic of the ghost ship itself.
Therefore, the ghost ship can be used as a submarine.
Phil didn't know what was going on, but it would definitely be a good idea to hide first.
The ghost ship, trapped by several broken warships, began to make a crackling sound, which was the sound made by the friction between the ship and other warships as it sank.
In just ten seconds, the Swordfish had sunk halfway.
And Amber's magic has also taken shape.
Four flames lit up in the originally dark sky, as if they were stars falling from the sky, falling with the momentum to destroy everything.
High-level spell of the Transmutation system—Meteor Explosion!
This is commonly known as a nine-ring spell. Spells that reach this level have the power to destroy a city.
Meteor Explosion is also known as the shame of the Nine Rings, because the hit rate of this move is worrying. Most of the meteor explosions fail to hit the target. The result of spending a lot of magic power is to create a few sinkholes on the ground. If you are unlucky, it will hit your own head.
Generally speaking, meteor bursts are only useful in super-large-scale wars where the enemy soldiers are so densely packed that you can hit them with your eyes closed.
But this spell takes too long to cast. Even when Amber borrows the power of the Golden Throne, he still has to chant the spell for dozens of seconds. The casting effect is also obvious and can be easily interrupted.
The above restrictions have earned Meteor Explosion the title of the Nine Rings Shame.
But even with so many negative effects, Meteor Explosion is still a nine-ring spell because the power of this spell is simply too terrifying.
Once it hits, it will have a devastating effect.
And Amber is a prophecy wizard who will never make mistakes!
Four meteors burning with blazing flames fell, and fell towards the huge flagship as if they had eyes.
(End of this chapter)