Chapter 644

"It's the white boat recorded in the original history books!" Felipa's face became dignified and full of fear. "Unexpectedly, the original group of High Elves were still alive. I even thought they had already died. Now it seems that their life span is almost eternal. Is the legend true? "

"Now, who cares about the truth of this legend? The most important thing is to bring down the damned white boat." Golan was angry because he watched the elite cavalry belonging to the nefergad empire in the distance die and die under the artillery fire. So, he quickly turned over and got on the horse, and summoned the scattered troops, issued orders, "archers, gather, listen to my orders!" With his shouting, the chaotic army found the backbone, and the archers quickly gathered towards him. Even the army from skelliger could not help gathering to him. When thousands of people gathered to him, the white boat flying in the sky also found the target. A bronze cannon stretched out, and the black muzzle pointed at them.

"Ready, launch!" Pointed at by the black muzzle, Golan also felt a panic, so he tried to calm down. Immediately, he ordered the archers who had gathered around him to launch their arrows.

The dense arrows, like a shower, flew neatly to the white boat in the sky. Then, the archer bent his bow again after a round of shooting. However, when the first wave of dense arrows were fired on the white boat, they were thrown away one after another. Around the white boat, there is a visible barrier. When the sharp arrow meets it, it seems that it bumps into the rubber and bounces away powerlessly.

"Stupid human!" Standing by the side of the ship, eharat disdained to smile. Then, the artillery fire was fired and bombarded in the archer's formation, killing and injuring hundreds of people in an instant. After seeing this, eharat frowned discontentedly, "damn the barren world, we can't find the resources to make the element cannon. As a result, we can only find defective products to replace it, which is far lower than the power that the element cannon should have!" As for the power of the cannons, eharat was very dissatisfied. This kind of primitive and crude cannons could not be compared with the cannons which are more and more advanced and powerful by the high elves.

On the other hand, esfett's magic is almost ready. The soldiers who were bombarded by cannons at the bottom saw hundreds of people die in an instant, while the lucky ones lay on the ground and kept wailing, which made the soldiers who had never experienced this unknown weapon more frightened.

The warlocks and mages who have been watching all this are also shocked. But when they wake up, they immediately chant the magic, and then a bunch of colorful magic directly attack the white boat flying in the sky. However, these attacks, like the one just now, could not break through the barrier on the surface of the white ship. Gorgeous powerful magic, in the face of a thin barrier, as if no solution in general.

At the same time, esfett's magic is ready, "welcome the baptism of death!" With the violent mana surging from him, the sky and the earth changed, the dark clouds covered the sky, and the electric snakes shuttled through the clouds. Then, dense electric snakes came down from the sky, wantonly shuttling back and forth in the crowd.

Dense electric snake, the carrier has extremely strong lethality. The person it met immediately became a hot and fragrant human barbecue. And just contact a little afterwave of people, which part of the body contact with the electric light, also in an instant necrosis, become a pile of dead meat. In front of us, it was like a natural disaster, which shocked all people, whether ordinary soldiers, or magicians and mages with magic power, looking at the white boat in the sky with shock and inexplicable eyes.

They had more than 20 magicians, mages, druids and other casters present, but the magic they prepared could not break the outer barrier of the white boat. However, the wizard on the white ship, with only one hand of magic, killed and injured the Allied forces. This strong contrast makes all people feel extremely scared.

"Is this the high spirit?"

At this time, all the casters suddenly came up with such a sentence in their mind. At the same time, I have a deep understanding of some information I just know.

"One ship, one hundred crew, one world!"

In the past, these arrogant casters thought these were just exaggerations. Because they can't imagine how the scale of a ship with 100 crew members dominates a huge world? Because there are not only countless ordinary lives in that world, but also many powerful casters. However, such a powerful and vast world was easily conquered by a group of spirits from other worlds with a fleet of 100 people. In the past, in any case, they would not believe it. But now, after experiencing and witnessing part of the power of the high elves, every caster is beginning to have this problem.

At the same time, in their hearts, they are seriously thinking about and measuring how much terrible power should exist in the world of high elves. Because their fleet is bound to be larger and larger. But in front of a ship, they are unable to break through, so in the face of more than hundreds of fleets? So what?

All people, at this moment, began to sprout retreat. Because they pay more attention to the facts in front of them than the illusory prospect. It's really a bit discouraging when we can't shake each other by our own means. However, jerot, who has a close relationship with Shirley, will not give up. Yenefa and Trish, they are constantly releasing their magic to attack the white ship. At the same time, they are summoning the indifferent warlocks around them to attack the white ship in the sky.

And the warlock group, who were silent for a moment, gathered their strength again, and the dense magic blasted to the white boat in the sky.

"Ignorant human beings!" Esfett stood on the deck, his eyes overlooking the warlocks who were constantly attacking them. The expression on his face was calm and terrible. Then he raised his hand and began to prepare for the spell again. A group of firelight was floating in his palm, then this firelight was brewing, and amazing changes were set off in the sky again. The dark clouds dispersed, and then the red fireclouds gathered. In the thick red clouds, a palpitating force is brewing there.

"The opponent doesn't know what spell he is preparing. Stop him quickly!" The power brewing in the clouds suddenly changed all the casters. The feeling of palpitation and panic made everyone feel scared. They can't imagine, and they don't want to imagine, what will be waiting for them when that power is brewing.