Phew! Phew! Phew!...

One person is in front, everyone is behind, and several streams of light streak across the sky.

The location of the naval battle battlefield is only a few hundred kilometers away from Antwerp, the capital of the "Low Countries". It would take less than an hour to fly here at the speed of a fourth-level "titled knight".

The "Supreme Knight" who was leading the way had a gloomy face, as if a layer of frost had condensed on his face.

He has been keenly aware that with the passing of the "Bone Crushing Warhammer", the power of the high-level extraordinary people on both sides has regained balance, and it is destined that Silius will no longer be able to control the Kingdom of Frisia.

Instead of being completely carried away by anger, he immediately jumped from the perspective of a peak transcendent to the perspective of a war commander to look at the overall situation.

Is it possible to regain the advantage in combat power again?

It's impossible, it couldn't be done before, and it's even more impossible now. When your brain is hot, you will risk everything and give it a try. That's what a desperado can do.

Where does the so-called "thundering dragon" Sarkani come from?

The possibility of a wild "titled knight" is very slim, and it is nothing more than Tulip, Sac, Heymar, and Atlan. These are the forces behind the scenes who are eager for Cyrus' misfortune.

Will "Thunder and Dragon Cry" or the other countries that are watching continue to unite with Frisia to pursue and attack Silius?

The possibility is very small. He appeared in time at the critical moment when [Valhalla] was defeated. It was obvious that he had been watching the battle for a long time. He was not helping Frisia but the "weak".

The road before Cyrus now has no best choice, only the least bad choice.

Try every means possible to weaken the "Lowland Republic", a new country that came to power on the heels of Silius, and prepare for the empire to deal with it in the future.

The simplest way is...what I can't get, I can't let you get it safely!

In a blink of an eye, the city of Antwerp, the pearl of the "Low Countries" ahead, was already in sight.

Even during wartime, this bustling city was demonstrating its extraordinary charm as a center of trade, commerce and banking in this era.

Originally, the city had more than 1,000 branches of foreign banks and commercial organizations, including commodity exchanges and stock exchanges.

The huge port can berth more than 2,000 ships at the same time. It has a developed handicraft industry and is also the largest distribution center for the entire continent's textiles, raw sugar... and other goods trade.

When the "Netherlands Banking Group" returned and the "Church of Fortune" settled in, this became the political, cultural, and economic center of the entire lowland region, with a total population of more than 220,000.

It is a well-deserved international metropolis.

However.

The residents living in this prosperous city had no idea at this time that they were in danger.

"Don't blame me. If you want to blame, blame the ambitions of those bourgeois and the 'God of Robbers' you believe in now!"

It's still a few kilometers away from that city.

The "Supreme Knight" flying between the sky and the sea has raised the ancient horn in his hand, which looks like it was polished from the horns of a buffalo, and put it to his lips and blew it with all his strength.

beep--!!!

[Secret Treasure of the Ocean·Horn of Fury of the Ocean]

Effect: Wherever the sound wave reaches, the human world will be restored to its original appearance and return to the natural world. All city walls, fortresses, and buildings in cities and villages will collapse.

Its lethality against extraordinary beings and armies is very small or almost non-existent, but it is a strategic weapon against cities and even against national territory.

But this treasure can only be used when the purpose is pure destruction, otherwise what you will end up with is just a piece of worthless rubble.

Some things can indeed be bought with money, such as strange "sea treasures" and miscellaneous mercenaries... but the overlord's heritage cannot be bought.

Now, we see that the situation is irreversible.

The "Supreme Knight" wants to directly launch this rare direct attack "ocean treasure" to completely destroy the city of Antwerp, the center of the Low Countries!

Well, it is commonly said that if you can’t afford it, you have to flip the table.

Rumble, rumble...

The ground shook. Starting from the lighthouse and pier on the outermost edge of the city, all material structures were shaken and collapsed rapidly amidst the rumbling sounds, followed by city walls, residences, shops...

Everything in this bustling city is about to be wiped out by the power of the horn.

"God, help!"

"No--!"

"My legs! Wuwuwu..."

Although civilians will not be directly killed, the collapse of a building, which is more terrifying than a major earthquake, will not specifically worry about whether there is anyone in the house.

"You are just pawns of the evil god. If you dare to resist the rule of the empire, this is your fate! In the face of the absolute nature of the 'ocean secret treasure', even the arrival of demigods is useless!"

Seeing this tragic situation, the "Supreme Knight" not only showed no mercy, but a flash of pleasure flashed in his eyes.

Alfonso VIII's life motto is "Those who follow me may not necessarily prosper, but those who go against me will surely perish"!

Since you want to be independent, you no longer belong to the empire and are no longer protected by the empire. Even if it is destroyed, it will not hurt at all, whether it is the property or the people here.

The destruction of the city of Antwerp could set back the economy of the entire lowland region for at least ten years, and also give Silius the opportunity to lick his wounds and fight another day.

It's all worth it!

A group of high-level transcendental beings who followed closely behind him also witnessed such a scene, and no matter what their position, they were all stunned and speechless.

Alvin, who was hanging at the very back, was even more stunned. Although it was not his own country that was destroyed, he couldn't help but sigh at the ruthless determination of the "Supreme Knight".

"This old sinner who has lived for hundreds of years is really ruthless. He is trying to drain the bottom of the Low Countries."

At this moment.

Suddenly there was a subtle buzzing sound in the arms of the "Supreme Knight", and the urgent voice of Pope Wycliffe of the "Fire Sect" came from the feathers that had been cast with the "Wind Whisper Spell":

"Your Excellency, Imperial Guardian, the battle in the Andaman Sea has been defeated! [Sea King] and Prince Roderick died in the battle, the Peacock Islands fell, and His Majesty the Emperor...is in critical condition!

Please come back immediately to take charge of the overall situation."

The sound of the horn that echoed between heaven and earth couldn't help but pause, and the "Supreme Knight" suddenly turned his head to look across the 240-kilometer-wide La Manche Strait, to the place called the Tulip Islands.

A devilish voice kept stirring in his heart, and he went to the most prosperous place in the land... to blow the horn.

However.

Bang!

Before he could make a decision, the sound wave of destruction that had been rushing forward to destroy everything suddenly stagnated, and suddenly dissipated in the air just as it approached the "Cathedral of Wealth" in the center of the city.

But it was replaced by another voice.

Dang! Dang! Dang!...

There are bells of heaven ringing in the void, and a brilliant golden light that all mortals can see falls from the sky.

Billions of pious voices interweave into a magnificent hymn:

“Holy, holy! Almighty God!

Angel of Prosperity, Lord of Gold, Ruler of Capital...

In the early morning, my songs pass through the clouds and reach the holy land...

Holy, holy! All saints revere you.

Wearing a golden crown, surrounding the shores of the crystal sea;

Thousands of heavenly troops bowed down and chanted the name of the Lord with one voice..."

Then, a tall figure as majestic as the sky stepped out of the golden light.

He was dressed in a snow-white robe, with three pairs of wings that seemed to be made of pure gold on his back. There were circles of golden divine light rippling all over his body, making him dazzling and noble.

The figure is much taller than that of a normal human being, and every detail is in perfect golden proportion.

The true appearance of the face was not clear, only the two bright pupils like molten gold balls were shining brightly in the bright light.

The incarnation of the "Black Winged God", the "Angel of Prosperity", has come to the world again!

And unlike the last time, He was only seen by the "Lava Angel" Suter, this time he actually appeared clearly in front of all humans.

In the half-destroyed city, countless people were already lying on the ground, chanting the prayers of the "Church of Fortune" feverishly:

“The Holy Angel of Prosperity, the Lord of Gold, the Ruler of Capital, the Guardian of Commerce…”

I pray that You will take control of all outward aspects of my life, including my true abundance. Bless my life with the blessings I deserve for me to use today..."

A golden light fell down, and all the residents who were not completely dead were resurrected with full blood.

The voice of prayer throughout the city became more and more fervent.

What is a miracle? This is a miracle!

Evidence of God’s presence with believers.

What might have required the "Church of Wealth" to work for decades in the past was accomplished in an instant, and the faith of the "Angel of Prosperity" and the "Lord of Gold" has been deeply rooted in the hearts of all survivors.

The power of fanatical belief almost condensed into substantial power in the air.

In order to create a separation between the extraordinary and the mortal world, and not to hinder the normal development of the human world, the true God has not shown any miracles for too long, let alone such a straightforward way of being exposed in front of everyone.

Although the effect is excellent, it is something that all gods, including demigods, despise. What is the difference between it and the noble king performing on stage?

Do you know that you have no artistic ethics? You are vulgar! You will be stabbed in the spine by all your peers!
To be continued...