Even though Perseverance, as the Queen of Glory, was inevitably overloaded with shields, armor was penetrated, and the power bay was directly knocked out by one-fifth of the power bay.
The Dark Elves warships emphasize high maneuver and high output, and are relatively weak in their own defense. Therefore, they deployed not traditional human lines, but several rotating circular formations. While shooting, they used a more flexible hull to maneuver in a rolling posture in the void, avoiding close combat with the opponent as much as possible.
But Wall Cranther miscalculated.
Those scrap ships are not so-called targets of firepower at all, they are killer moves!
Motarian had arranged a large number of wizards in the abandoned ship. They had been preparing for a long time. After approaching with the firepower of the small battleship of the Spiritual Clan, the wizards summoned real reinforcements.
As this section of the network defense has been destroyed, through the ritual, a large number of demons poured into the battlefield. They ignored the laws of physics and directly drilled into the Comoros warships.
At this time, the major shortcomings of the Comoros warship were reflected. The Ark Spiritual Bone Warship had functions similar to the Geller force field and had extremely high resistance to demons. The Dark Spiritual Warships did not have this function because they did not need to enter subspace. Although they were also prepared, a large number of warships were still invaded by demons, especially several main battleships.
Therefore, that scene came about. Wall Cranther commanded well on the bridge, and suddenly there were fungi around him, and then all kinds of demons appeared. He was a vicious foul and almost fainted.
However, he was an experienced commander after all, and immediately ordered the anti-psychic device on the warship, and then mobilized troops to protect the key parts, and did not stop attacking the enemy fleet, because he knew that as long as he maintained firepower suppression, the battle would not come to its worst moment.
"For Kane!"
More than twenty nightmares also guarded the consuls. They were elegantly floating and soaring in this chaotic battle situation. The flashing energy guided the warriors forward. They used the wide blades in their hands to build a wall of blades surrounding their lords.
At the same time, the witch spirits also rushed to support, and the crackling war blades penetrated layer by layer of demons trying to block their way forward.
After no demons were disturbed nearby, Wall Cranther continued to pay attention to the battlefield.
"What's going on with Victor's fleet?"
"The Blackheart Conspiracy Group is still standing on our left wing! But the enemy is gathering fire to their warships. The Admiral sent a message saying that their warships were suppressed too seriously, and the bridges are full of demons."
"Maybe the only thing that kills the battle is that that stupid pig is quite useful."
Wall Cranther responded while waving his hand disdainfully. Although he wanted to see all those Victors killed, he also knew that this would lead to an irreversible failure in the battle.
Failure was never what he wanted.
"Tell that idiot, stick to the formation, it's no big deal for demons. The lackey of the corrupt god's lackey used witchcraft in a hurry and could not summon any powerful things. This is just to interfere with our firepower."
That being said, Wall Cranther had seen some small warships lose their momentum, and the bodies of the warriors who died in the battleship were floating out of the warship, as if they were floating in the black sea, and as the waves slammed the shore of the rocky lake, their armor was covered with fungi, and even the shells of the warships were twisted by the magic of the God of Corruption.
Seeing this scene, Wall Cranther couldn't help but feel angry.
"What a shit monkey primordial, let me cut off your head in person..."
After saying that, he opened up the wide-area communications of the entire fleet, and he wanted to take over the command himself instead of giving advice to the idiot admiral.
"Change the formation, the main battleships move backwards, the cruisers move left and right, the plundering ships and frigates continue to attack those scrap iron lumps, and the bloody forest and the skinned skull formation bombard me with all their strength and smash them!"
Regarding Wall Cranther's overpowering command, Victor appointed admiral had no objection. Everyone knew that the situation was not good and basically followed the order.
A large number of razor wings and void crows began to bomb the waste ships, and soon turned them into large pieces one by one, and the wizards inside were thrown into nothingness.
But then Wall Cranther found something wrong. As time passed, the invasion of the demon not only did not weaken, but more and more demons gushed out of the sick green gatherings everywhere in the warship and surrounded the bridge.
Moreover, the Plague Fleet suddenly accelerated. Regardless of the harassing firepower of the surrounding cruisers, several main battleships were used as pioneers to directly capture the battleships of the Spirit clan. While bombarding wildly, they fired a large number of jumping torpedoes.
A battleship belonging to the Falling Moon was first killed, and was concentrated on fire by the Final and the Tough and soon broke out. But at the same time, at the cost, a highly corrupt Iron Class Battleship also melted directly from the bow and upper deck by dense light spears, completely losing its power and paralyzed in nothingness.
"Where are the harlequins? Why don't you support us urgently?!"
The Dark Spirit Clan is not very good at dealing with the demons, so Victor is said to have invited several clowns to participate in this offensive, but they have not appeared until now.
"They never regard us as their kind in their bones, but they are more afraid of our existence, which is no different from the existence of the demon."
Dracula of a conspiracy group responded:
"The so-called alliance is a fragile new thing."
"My Lord."
A nightmare suddenly spoke, and pointed the knife in his hand to the right side of the bridge, where a whole group of harlequins blocked the demons. They shot out star darts and hissed into the dense Nurgle army.
But then, suddenly, there were shadows in the green fog, and then the plague soldiers stepped out of the fog in an orderly manner, raised their bomb guns in their hands and stepped forward in unison.
These soldiers were bloated and embarrassed, with rusty armor on their bodies, but they did not drag on the slightest movement. Instead, they moved in an orderly manner and performed every killing action accurately - cold-blooded and ruthlessly shooting outnumbered and besieged clowns over and over again.
After realizing that the clown was going to resist the enemy of the Jump Gang, Wall Cranther immediately understood that the other party was targeting him.
"Beast King, bring your beast and Ugur!"
Wall Cranther shouted, turning his sword at the same time, guiding the Beast King of the Battle Court to fight against the new threat.
"Go support those harlequins!"
But just as the Beast King drove the war beasts to start a dangerous charge, Wall Cranther noticed that the side of the bridge was blown away and a group of Terminators broke in. The leader was a lord with a rusty horned helmet on his head and a long sickle in his hand.
The Nightmare Bishop, who was responsible for guarding the consul, pulled out his swords and said in a low voice:
“It’s mine!”
Guns and cannons roared on the bridge, and the bishop and his nightmare launched a storm. The madness was filled with shouts of revenge and death, as dark as the abyss, and the shadow instantly swallowed up the entire bloody battlefield.