Chapter 707

"Side fire!"

When the order was given, the red flag was waved.

White waves were rising one after another, and there was a lot of noise from warships in the offshore area.

Many Gunners who had been waiting for a long time quickly turned the big steel guy in front of them. The rough base rubbed the steel and made a harsh sound. The deep muzzle aimed at the distance and surged to the red wave.

Then a dull roar sounded, and around the ship's side with a strong smell of gunpowder, huge forts roared like hungry and thirsty beasts.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, the artillery roared!

The hot and bright flame bloomed on the side of the warship, and steel shells wrapped in the appalling temperature, twisted the air and crashed into the red wave.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The red tide surging in the undercurrent has a momentary stagnation.

Huge waves jumped high, mixed with colorful strange blood, overflowing and spraying.

Not long ago, the dense remains of abyss sea monsters, floating on the sea level, like discarded garbage, fluctuated with the tide.

In the continuous roar, countless shells poured down like a rainstorm, bombing the red tide.

However, for the irrational abyss sea monsters, these are not enough to make them retreat. The turbulent red wave keeps its proper rhythm and moves forward.

"Fill the shell!"

"Cool the fort!"

Shouts came from warships covered with iron armor. It looked like a flustered situation, but it kept the proper order. A powerful pirate quickly lifted the bucket, watered the sea water and cooled the high-temperature fort.

Then there was a companion holding a heavy shell, facing the deep muzzle, filling the next shell with glittering Rune light.

"Bah!"

The armored pirate leader spit, sniffed the strong smell of gunpowder around him, and looked ferociously at the approaching red tide.

For these abyssal sea monsters, the damage caused by ordinary shells can only bring pain. Only the just intensive bombing can cause enough death.

"Hey, hey, maybe we'll waste a lot of ammunition before we change it." the pirate leader looked down at the filled fort, and a terrible smile appeared on his mouth.

"Try these new guys, Hicks!"

"Fire on me!"

Creak! Creak! Creak!

Inside the dark fort, precision gears rub violently. The runes engraved on the surface of the shell are like ice cream in water, which melts rapidly and infiltrates into the shell.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The side Fort roared again, and the deep muzzle suddenly flashed a blue light, illuminating the ship body contaminated with black powder, the rough faces of pirates and the huge black ship body.

The next moment!

The hull vibrated, the white waves danced, and the bright and strong blue light directly crossed the distance of space and burst into the red wave.

In the field of vision, the red wave evaporates and the gray water vapor diffuses.

The abyss sea monsters hidden under the sea level have been exposed one after another. The scales, flesh, bones and all the defense means are like fragile paper. They can't resist the bombardment of blue light, and all melt away.

From a distance, the red tide that surged in was contained.

And fade the red itself at the speed visible to the naked eye, leaving the sea level reflecting the mottled color.

"A boring trick!"

Planck took back his sight, and the outcome of the distant battlefield was doomed. The abyss sea monsters baptized by countless shells covered the offshore area, and the wriggling flesh and bones looked disgusting.

He wondered why many deep-sea forces would retreat in the abyss attack?

These killing monsters active in the bottomless abyss can't bring any trouble to his pirates, not even intense training.

"The guys dominated by the gods have no future!"

Planck turned his head and patted the Knox Navy officer on the shoulder. "It's up to you to finish the work. Don't let go of the good materials."

With that, Planck left the deck with a relaxed step and returned to the captain's room.

As soon as he entered the room, he noticed something strange. His cold vision surrounded the room, with wooden chairs on both sides, crimson carpets and his own desk

"Hmm?" Planck looked very active. He saw a black letter lying quietly on his desk.

A very strange postmark, but with a trace of familiarity.

A huge golden sword stood behind the shield, and the white wings on both sides stretched out, like embracing something.

If it was not the smell of shadow flow on the edge of the letter, he thought someone had invaded the room.

Planck crossed the wooden table, behind the seat, picked up the letterhead on the table and opened it. The contents made his eyebrows rise.

"Have you started?"

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The gate of sorrow.

The northern gateway of Valoran.

This is a military fortress built on the hillside cliffs. The cold wind is freezing through the hard and towering walls.

Looking down from a high altitude, the mountain range where the gate of sorrow is located is the tail of the spread of the renwal mountains. Except for the only mountain road before the competition, other directions are huge mountains covered with snow all year round.

Cold weather and hard roads have become natural barriers to the gate of sorrow, which are enough to break any idea of Legion advancement.

Although a few years ago, the battle with the plague hating God greras destroyed most of the buildings of the gate of sorrow, after Aishi took over the fortress, the awarosa soldiers under Aishi forged new defensive measures.

The cold wind blew over the strong city wall, and a few strands of snowflakes began to fall slowly.

Wearing a heavy blue cloak, AI Xi patrolled along the ice covered city wall. Every awarosa soldier he met would pay high tribute to the war mother.

Perhaps it is disgusting with the extremely cold weather. The gate of sorrow is rarely attacked by the demons of the abyss.

Occasionally there were sporadic attacks, and the number would not be too many. Before he could get close to the fortress, he died under the arrows of awarosa archers.

Back to the main castle, as soon as I opened the door, the warm hot wind came to dispel the cold.

Ash stopped and looked at the shadow corner with cold eyes. There was a shadow flow disciple waiting silently, holding a black letter in his hand.

"Hand over the business in hand and return to the immortal fortress immediately."

After reading the contents of the letter, ashy breathed a sigh, and a faint smile appeared on her flawless face: "inform serene, and... Lord walliber, we have something to do."

"Yes!"

The guard at the gate was ordered to leave and ran quickly to the outside of the fortress in the face of the falling wind and snow.

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Deep in the renwal mountains, it was once the center of the Valoran collar.

Lakstark fortress.

Although modrian's decision has made lakstark fortress lose its important position in the past, the fortress still maintains a thick and solemn architectural style, and the businessmen who come and go have inner respect for the fortress.

Compared with ordinary people, businessmen have traveled far and wide all year round, and have already seen the scene of purgatory outside.

Rampant abyss demons, exploitative nobles, violent Guard soldiers, and the dark side of intelligent creatures are completely exposed. There is no doubt that the remaining human beings are in dire straits.

The tranquil and peaceful scene in Valoran's territory is also particularly rare to the outside world, just like a paradise.

At the bottom of the fortress, there is a passage for lighting candles, and there is a weak spatial fluctuation, which is the passage to the seventh Abyss: the abyss of original sin.

The picture like a transparent ripple has several ripples, and the fishy red energy mixed with the smell of sulfur fills the channel.

Buzz! Buzz!

Space fluctuates and the picture flashes.

A handsome young man wearing a crimson robe with long red hair and deep eyes appeared in the grasping channel. Except for red, he could hardly see any other color from him.

After waiting for a moment, two familiar figures appeared again behind the red haired youth.

The Lord of purgatory flame, Petrick, an evil red dragon from the tenth Abyss: the red lotus abyss, was captured by modrian in the abyss attack a few years ago.

Frost Whisperer ogst, the legendary dragon Lich of stoke Kingdom, also became a follower of modrian a few years ago.

However, considering their identities and other considerations, modrian arranged them to stay in the channel of the abyss of original sin.

"Lord Vladimir, what's the matter with this hurried return to the immortal fortress?" whispered frost Whisperer ogst, lowering his eyes.

"Huh?" Vladimir stopped, cocked his head and looked at the Dragon Lich behind him with interest.

"Ogst, are you so surprised?"