Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 633 The Price of God's Protection

"Did you hear it? The voice over there!" Evans also noticed the abnormal noise in the mountains. He looked at the people around him, and Su Geer and others also felt this.

"Is that the sound of Minanca Volcano?" Cassandra Auditore turned pale with fright at the sound—if Minanka Volcano erupts, it means that the Port of New Orway will be in long-term misery middle.

And as the guardian of the night in the port of New Orway and the heir of the Auditore family, this is not what she wants to see.

At first, she didn't really believe in the prediction from the astrologer Greely Stard—the Auditore family participated in the monitoring work of the Minanca volcano, and they enjoyed first-hand information about the volcano's dynamics.

But at this moment, she was really scared.

"Has the mage tower responded?" She quickly looked in the direction of the mage tower, while Su Gesi on one side closed her eyes tightly, muttered to herself for a moment, then opened her eyes and gave an explanation: "This is very The turbulent flow of earth vein magic caused by the obvious regional magic disorder, the fluctuation of earth vein magic makes the volcano active..."

After he said this, he immediately understood the ins and outs of the matter in his heart.

Why did the people in the military region not care about the situation they reported, as if they already knew it, because they really knew everything about it.

If there were no external interference factors, the scene of the volcanic eruption should not have appeared in the prophecy——

However, those seven beams of light and the protection of the gods brought by the seven Aosheng Emma people broke all their layouts.

"What should we do now?" He raised his head and asked in a daze.

"Let's go to Euph Island." Evans has already stood at the helm position skillfully, he grabbed a large captain's cap and put it on his head, "Adrien is there, we need to meet him, my father Also there, if La Rochelle can give us any help, it can only be received through my father."

He put on the captain's cap, and for a moment he seemed to have returned to the time when he was a pirate at sea freely a few months ago.

But at this moment, the expression on his face was only incomparably focused.

"Gentlemen and ladies, now our Silver Eagle is about to set sail, the sails are up!!"

"Fair winds and following sea!"

In his voice, the cruiser proudly left the port.

The trumpet sounded above the ocean.

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I am afraid that since this era, Xinaowei Port has never experienced such a scene.

The pillars of light protected by the gods of the seven highest-ranking primordial gods penetrate the ocean and the sky, and the huge magic power pulls each other, turning into an invisible and terrifying magic vortex in mid-air.

The ocean was drawn by the magical vortex in the air, and the sea water also began to riot at this moment. Large and large bubbles surged up from the bottom of the sea, entraining fragments of the seabed rock formation, and spewed endlessly.

The sky here is as bright as day, but it is dazzling as if thousands of suns are shining at the same time, completely tearing up the dark clouds that have been entangled here for a long time.The world outside this time fell into darkness, as if it had fallen into the dark side of the world.

The seven Providence-class dreadnought transport ships are the iron piles that carry these beams of light. Like sea fortresses, they have always been known for their defensive capabilities, but at this moment, under the scouring of the magic vortex, their dark appearance is gradually being peeled off, revealing Dark red inner layer.

It was a cloudless day, but it was raining heavily.The water polo, half the size of a fist, hit the deck and the knights with a jingling sound.

Unknown monsters jumped out of the sea continuously and landed on the deck.Most of them are in the shape of clumps, but a few of them have the appearance of underwater monsters.And as the knights kept knocking them down into the sea, the newly jumped monsters appeared more in the form of monsters.

But regardless of their appearance, they always maintain that characteristic:
Physical attacks are nearly ineffective and are capable of devouring weapons.

The half-elf boy was standing on the bow of the ship with his sword hilt in his hand. He was fully wearing Adonis' cursed armor, constantly casting a curse on the surrounding enemies, allowing the knights under him to deal with it more easily.

This scene of great achievements makes his personal force seem inferior to ants, let alone ordinary people, as long as any professional level gets close to that vortex, he will be torn apart by the ruthless flow of magic power.

The young earl's voice was dry and hoarse. He constantly felt the turbulent flow of terrifying magic power from the protection of the gods, and at the same time asked softly to the people behind him:

"Misha, is the protection of the highest level gods very common?"

"And it's still seven at the same time."

It is true that La Rochelle and Saint-Emma have different degrees and directions in their study of original theology.But it's not like this kind of spell written in the "Code of Origin", which is almost impossible to cast, was thrown out by the people of St. Emma as easily as scraps -

If it was La Rochelle, let alone the protection of the seven highest-level gods, let Photios preside over it, I am afraid that even the protection of the next-level gods may not be released.

The gap should exist, but it should not be so exaggerated.

"The protection of the highest level of gods can only be summoned by the most loyal souls to the great god." Misha said softly, "If it wasn't for the will of the great Nora, your fellow clansman It’s impossible to do that.”

"I understand." Cyril replied, "The people from St. Emma..."

"The seven most loyal souls."

Miss Elf couldn't hear any emotion in her voice, she answered Cyril's question as if she was calmly narrating something completely unrelated to herself:

"Seven most faithful souls, and most earnest prayers—they fulfilled that."

"What do you mean?" Cyril's eyes widened involuntarily, and he couldn't make any inferences from Miss Elf's words.

"The souls of the seven archbishops in the history of Saint Emma, ​​and the seven statues that have been worshiped by countless people." Misha looked at the boy's gaze at her and replied gently, "This is Saint Emma The price people pay."

"Other than that, there is no other way."

This answer made Cyril silent, and after a while, the young earl couldn't help but smiled bitterly: "How should I put it... This style of writing is very in line with the style of Saint Emma."

As the empire with the longest history and the longest unified time on the mainland, the heritage of Ao San Emma far exceeds the imagination of any other country.

Even if the future emperor Pelagius Heris pulled out a sword used by Danya at this moment and jumped on the bow of their boat, Cyril didn't think it was strange.

The only problem is, what is the reason for the people of Ao Sheng Emma to pay so much?
Stanley Clemens, what exactly is he trying to do?
When he raised his head again, he could no longer see Pelaggios above him. He wondered what the mad prince was thinking about now.

The white line in the distance is still slowly approaching, and Cyril has not forgotten that this is the master of this incident - the picture shown to him by the coral figure is still vivid in his mind at this moment, such thick tentacles, it is estimated that it will only take a few days With two slaps, the Napoleon can be completely destroyed.

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly caught a swift current under the sea in front of him in his mind, as if something was rapidly passing through the water.

The knights around didn't know anything about it, and they were still struggling to deal with the monsters that jumped onto the deck.

Mitchell Micah swung his long sword, trying to repel a shark monster with a head swinging like a giant hammer with unskilled magic power. Beside him were his two assistants, who swung at the same time. Shield, to block attacks from monsters for Meka.

They have done this kind of cooperation many times, and it will be the same success this time.

However, at the moment they shot, a huge figure suddenly descended from the sky and landed heavily in front of them.The blue wind roared towards them, blowing them all backwards.

While the three of them were terrified, they felt a spray of water hitting them, making a bang and bang sound through their visors.The strong wind forced them to not even look straight ahead, they could only hastily defend in a defensive posture.

It wasn't until the gust of wind dissipated that the three of them raised their heads to see clearly what happened in front of them:
Two three-meter-high blue figures stood on the left and the right, both holding the halberds with both hands, causing the halberds to criss-cross in the air.

On top of the intertwined halberds was the tip of a tentacle thicker than a person—it jumped out of the sea, and the part protruding out of the sea was nearly seven meters long.

Apparently, it was this long beard sticking out from the sea just now and lashing at them, and the two cyan figures blocked a blow from the long beard for them.

Just imagining the force added when the tentacle fell, the three knights were covered in cold sweat.

"This, this is..."

They looked at each other, and in a daze, the half-elf boy who was still at the bow of the boat just now jumped up, and the bright silver sword in his hand flashed across the air, and fell from the middle of the tentacles.

There was only a "click" sound, and the tentacles twisted in the air, as if trying to fight against the sword's edge, but then snapped off, the second half slid back into the sea, and the first half fell to the deck with a "bang" Go up and roll to the front of the three knights.

"Lord Count!"

Seeing the two huge blue figures dissipate in front of him, Maika finally realized that it was the Earl who saved them just now.

He recalled the strong wind just now, if it wasn't for the earl's obstruction, he might have been photographed like meat sauce?
They watched as the young earl blew up a gust of wind, easily cutting the monster shark that they were fighting with just now into several small pieces, and then blowing it into the seawater with all force.

"My lord, this tentacle... isn't the same monster as those ones, is it?" a knight asked cautiously.

"No." Cyril looked at the severed tentacles lying under the three of them seriously, "Stand back."

After he finished speaking, when the three of them retreated, he suddenly threw the long sword in his hand, and the bright silver blade passed through the tentacles in an instant, nailing it to the deck.

And the moment the sword tip pierced into the flesh, the tentacles that had been lying flat just now suddenly began to wriggle wildly, shaking their bodies like a fish that had landed on the shore.

The suction cups that were originally attached to it suddenly "opened" at this moment, exposing the pale white sharp teeth, and then a noise came out from those open suction cups:

"Yahhhhh!!!"

The noise instantly invaded the ears of the defenseless knights. The faces of the three knights who were facing the attack turned pale, while the knights who were still fighting beside them were disturbed by the sound and almost failed to hold the sword in their hands. arms.

However, within two seconds of the cry, ice crystals had already climbed from the ground, freezing it solidly.

"Adrian!"

Heloise's voice sounded from the deck side, full of blame.

"I understand." Cyril quickly replied without Heloise's second half.

He stepped forward quickly, picked up the sword stuck in the deck, and with a few swipes, he divided and cut off all the sucker mouths, and decomposed the entire tentacle tip into pieces of meat.

Before Adonis' verdict, the monster's flesh didn't seem to have much resistance—at least at the ends of its limbs.

And as the tentacles were cut, Cyril saw balls of gray secretion spit out from its suckers, sticking to each other, in terms of color and shape, they were exactly the same as those monsters fighting fiercely with the knights— — as long as they were several times larger.

Could it be that these monsters all come from such tentacles?

Cyril's heart trembled, as if he had found a direction.

Could it be that...they were not facing so many monsters?

"Neil Alden!" he yelled.

The ascetic monk was also in the battle at the moment, and he and Heloise supported the defense line on the port and starboard sides of the ship respectively. Hearing his cry, the ascetic monk immediately pulled out his hand and quickly came to his side.

"My lord, is there anything I can do?"

"Tell me, are there any giant hammerhead sharks in the waters off Juover Island?"

"Yes, there are three types of giant hammerhead sharks, and the number is not low."

"Then what about the round beast long-tailed sea monster over there?"

"There are also distributions."

Cyril immediately understood that the essence of the various monsters they fought was the same——

It's just that these slimy things devoured the creatures in the sea and transformed into their forms, so they took on various appearances.

"The main ability is devouring..." Cyril recalled the picture given by the coral figure, such a huge warship was also eaten clean after being smashed by the tentacles, and gradually came to a conclusion in his heart.

"Can you dive?" he asked suddenly.

"What? Of course." Alden replied immediately.

"Go into the water with me."

Before the ascetic monk could react, he saw the young earl he was serving throw off his coat, revealing his inner armor, and then jumped into the sea neatly with a sword in one hand, a shield in the other, and the helmet on.

Without any hesitation, he didn't have a coat on his body, so he jumped into the sea with Cyril.

(End of this chapter)