I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

"Outside the number! Outside the number! The kingdom declares war on Feysac!"

In the eastern district of Backlund, there was a loud cry from a newsboy.

In a rental house, a figure is drawn in the air.

This is a woman in a simple and holy white robe.

She has extremely shiny jet-black hair and blue eyes that seem mature and innocent. She is the 'Witch of Ageless' Katerina.

She came to the window and looked at the street.

"The war... finally broke out."

"It's going to be a war that sweeps the world and involves all levels."

"It's going to be an unforeseen catastrophe."

"The same is our chance..."

She drew a beautiful smile on the corner of her mouth: "The Church of the Storm, the Church of the Eternal Blazing Sun, the Church of the Mother Earth, the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom... and the Church of the Evernight Goddess."

"I'm afraid the conflict that has been suppressed for a thousand or two thousand years between these churches will be intensified because of this?"

"The 'Earth Goddess' likes giants, and even there are Feysacs among the goddesses."

"Finepot Kingdom hates Loen and Intis to the core because of the split between Lenburg, Masi, and Segal."

"They are likely to ally with Feysac and attack Loen and Intis from south to north."

"At that time, the countries such as Lumberg and the Church of Knowledge, who are in the middle, will definitely block it out of their own safety considerations."

"Because Fenepot and Ruen are directly bordered, there will be no peace on the side of Dixi Bay."

"The fire of war will be raging on the northern continent."

"Disasters will fall from the sky, and this is also...it belongs to our era."

Katerina snorted and continued, "But before that, you have to get rid of that stain."

"I don't know what kind of agreement she reached with the Jagged Cross..."

"Perhaps, I have to talk to that hunter demigod?"

......

At this moment.

On the sea, a fierce war is going on and continues.

However, the so-called fierceness refers to the fact that Feysac's fleet was beaten to the point where there was no backhand, and only perseverance.

When the command system is paralyzed, even if there are 'Iron Knights' in charge, the entire fleet cannot be effectively utilized.

At present, the captains of various warships can only rely on their own experience and understanding of their colleagues, and reluctantly make some cooperation.

Unfortunately, such a cooperation.

Not only is it delayed, it is difficult to achieve synchronous movement.

and full of mistakes.

On the other hand, Loen's Third Fleet is completely different.

One commander is paralyzed, and the other is like an arm.

Judgment.

Soon, Feysac's fleet could no longer maintain a complete formation, and was gradually eroded by Loen's third fleet.

The battle lasted from morning to noon, and by one o'clock in the afternoon, there were not many Feysac warships that could still fight on the sea.

At this time, Westfa ordered that, headed by the flagship 'Trafal', a battleship formation with a clear goal went straight to the flagship of the Feysac fleet.

On the Sevier, the pale gold-haired general Morsk, whose eyes were bloodshot, stood on the deck and roared loudly: "Hit me, hit me hard!"

"Give me all our shells and shoot them all out!"

With the gesture, Morsk's order was quickly executed.

Although the orders received by the soldiers are still somewhat distorted due to the 'Iron Curtain', they generally follow the general's orders.

Morsk pointed to the Trafal at the head and roared, "Don't care about the other ships, concentrate the fire on one ship."

"Anyway, at least they have to sink their flagships today, or we won't have the face to go back!"

Under the command of the general, the large-caliber main gun, various artillery, six-barrel machine guns, etc. on the Sevier.

All weapons were aimed at the Trafal.

On the Trafal, Sifa naturally knew that his flagship had become the target of the Feysac people to vent their anger.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, he made a gesture, and ordered the formation to move forward at full speed.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides entered the firing range.

Then there's the sky-high artillery fire!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

There was a fierce confrontation between the Loen battleship formation and the Sevier, with bullets and bombs coming and going.

The Sevier really went out of their way, and didn't care about her casualties at all, she just wanted to drag the Travel to hell.

However, whenever shells or bullets flew towards the Trafal, whenever they hit their target, the damage was far less than Morsk expected.

A shell that could blast a gap in the outer armor of the opposing flagship, but only left a dent.

A bullet that can shoot through the hull, but leaves only a finger-sized imprint.

All the attacks that fell on the Trafal were greatly weakened, and as other battleships that were not attacked, they were swaying on the sea and seemed to have received a certain impact.

This is the ability of Sifa to use the ability of the "Bishop of War" to distribute the attack on Trafal to other battleships in the formation, so that Trafal can fight calmly against the powerful firepower of the opponent's flagship.

the other side.

The Sevier was neither able to spread out damage like the enemy flagship, nor did the other battleships cooperate.

So under the concentrated fire of the Loen battleship formation opposite, the Sevier quickly couldn't hold on.

Morsk was standing on the deck, and around him, there were explosions of fire and debris everywhere.

In less than a minute of shooting, the Sevier was already bombarded with holes, the hull leaked everywhere and began to sink.

"how so?"

"It shouldn't be like this!"

Morsk clenched those two huge fists, only feeling like he was in a dream.

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When he woke up from the dream, he was still in the captain's room of the Sevier, still commanding the Sonia Sea Fleet to advance, downing the port of Pritz and destroying the Royal Navy base in Loen.

Boom!

A violent explosion occurred next to Morsk, and the general was thrown out by the blast and fell heavily to the ground.

Fortunately, he instinctively made himself iron, otherwise, the explosion just now was enough to hurt him.

But after being bombed like this, Morsk finally came to his senses.

I know that I am not dreaming.

Knowing that his fleet has been defeated.

"At least..."

"At least kill that flagship!"

Morsk let out a loud roar, and his body turned into pieces of flame, which roared into the air, formed a huge flame spear, and threw it in the direction of the Trafal.

Xifa raised his head and instantly distributed his strength to the entire formation, all the soldiers.

Let them have the spirituality equivalent to Sequence 7 in an instant, and let them gain the knowledge of using 'fireballs'.

next moment.

Thousands of fireballs roared and flew into the air, densely packed, leaving almost no gaps, falling towards the flaming spear in the air.

Morsk didn't even have the time to curse in his heart, and was hit by a fireball!

PS: Tomorrow on the Dragon Boat Festival, I have to help my family and have a day off ('O')

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