typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 2727 One Hundred Years of Solitude Twenty-Four

What a violent impact it was. Mobile version

The warships of this era were well-made, with extremely strong and sharp "attack angles" on their bows. When they were traveling at full speed, they could easily smash the opponent's ship into two pieces --- as long as the impact angle and position were correct.

.

But these warships that made the Roman navy proud were so insignificant when faced with the power of nature. They were not even ants in front of the iceberg. They all cracked under the impact, and half of the hull was embedded in the huge ice.

It was twisted into pieces! The remaining parts crackled and disintegrated along the cracks in the hull!

Arthur guessed right. There are no icebreakers in this era, and there is a reason for it. Material strength determines everything. In this era, ships made of wood and reinforced with steel nails, no matter how strong they look, are actually still in the natural state.

A mortal creature that bows its head before force!

It's over. The four ships blocked by the ice wall and constantly fragmenting can no longer get even half an inch closer to the island. They are at least thirty yards away from the coast and are constantly being pushed outward by the glacier (the glacier is drifting outward due to the influence of ocean currents!)

, the more you want to get closer, the less you can get closer!

The fleet enthusiastically wanted to have a close contact with Arthur on the cliff, but they didn't know that the distance of the last thirty yards was farther than the sky. It was a "love that can never be conveyed." The white glacier bridged the gap.

Further and further!

"Don't be careless." Arthur said, watching the turret loading, and enchanting the crossbow arrows to freeze: "Come on, cut off their last breath!"

Verne nodded. Seeing who among the several ships that were breaking apart after hitting the glacier wanted to escape in a small boat, he fired a crossbow in that direction. The crossbow easily shattered the small boat and the people on it, and destroyed the boat.

Their broken bodies froze together with the sea water. Several other crossbow arrows accelerated the sinking of several other ships. Everyone on board could not find a survival boat and had to fall into the sea, but they could not survive in the cold water for more than half a minute.

A black thing emerged from the destroyed ship. From a distance, it seemed to be an evil spirit in the shape of a panther. It was a certain papal knight who couldn't hold back. He knew that he couldn't attack Arthur from this distance, so he still acted in vain.

A fruitful move? So in addition to the appearance of the knight giant, the Vatican's spirit-making technology can also create other forms of evil spirits? It is worth noting. The Knight King thought. The black panther evil spirit began to fly at full speed on the ice, seeming to want to

Attack from this exaggerated distance.

"Uh, Lord Aslan!?" Verne asked.

"It's okay, it's within the plan. Calm down." Arthur said briefly. He was almost certain that the black panther could not stay away from its operator and attack the cliff thirty-five yards away. Even if it could, Arthur

There are also knight golems who are confident that they can use [Winged Angel] to block the opponent's attack.

It is better to say that he is looking forward to seeing the opponent's actions. This is the best experiment to test the "maximum controllable distance" of evil spirits.

As a result, the evil black panther couldn't get close at all, and stopped about ten yards in front of Arthur. No matter how hard it tried, it seemed to be continuously pulled back by some huge force, and it just couldn't move forward.

Half a step. Twenty yards. A conservative estimate of twenty-five yards. This is the maximum distance at which the Pope Knights can control evil spirits. In battles beyond this distance, no matter how arrogant the Pope Knights are, they will not be able to show their full potential.

real power.

"Thank you for providing the actual combat data." The King of Knights looked coldly at the enemies struggling in the ice sea: "Now, you scum, just bury yourself in the belly of the fish!"

Verne fired another wave of crossbows, this time hitting the sailboats in the distance that had broken masts and could not move, and could only drift desperately with the current. Those guys also took out their oars and tried to push forward, but it was too late to do so now.

It was too late. The powerful crossbows easily tore apart warships one after another, and countless warriors and knights fell into the sea.

"What to do with those who try to swim ashore with bare hands?" Verne asked. He had full awareness of last-ditch attacks and wanted to kill his opponents. But using large crossbows to attack people on the water in the distance would undoubtedly be a siege cannon.

It's extremely difficult to hit a fly.

"Ah, use this." The King of Knights enchanted the arrowhead of the crossbow with electric shock.

"Abyss Grimoire: Dimensions of All Realms" can be said to be a universal enchantment textbook. It allows Arthur to easily master the knowledge of various elemental enchantments, of course [Electric Shock] enchantment is not a problem.

If this falls into the water, it can easily electrocute a large group of people. This is considered very humane. The people in the water will die instantly without any struggle. The cause of death is: cardiac paralysis. Verne is certainly not stupid, he also

Knowing that the guys swimming in the water were not wearing heavy armor, they would not sink into the deep sea. These people may be papal knights who plan to abandon their armor and fight, or they may just be ordinary sailors, some innocent people who are implicated.

Erna didn't care, he couldn't let go of any threat, and he didn't intend to let go of any conspirator in spreading the plague.

The six crossbow arrows dispersed and fell into the sea in a large area. A thunder light spread on the sea surface, and the small black spots squirming back and forth on the sea surface only struggled for a few times and stopped moving.

"I didn't tell you the range of the electric shock, how did you guess it?" The King of Knights was curious and asked the boy next to him.

"I always feel that it is roughly within that range." Verne replied: "I have always seen strange [arcs] recently. The more I identify someone as an [enemy], the clearer the [arc] is. If

If the attack is launched along that [arc], someone will definitely die, and my enemy will die exactly. But if I deliberately deviate the trajectory of the shot from the [arc] by just a tiny bit, the opponent will definitely not die.

, even if you are seriously injured, you will be saved in the end."

"Is it the effect of [Eye of Death ()]?" Arthur hummed. It is indeed a completely different pupil technique from [Eagle Eye Technique].

After all, [Eye of Death] is a kind of pupil technique that involves great magic and can correct the law of cause and effect. Arthur can now understand the mystery of it to some extent.

Verne can see the enemy's [Omen of Death]. If the arrow attack is launched along the arc of this [Omen of Death], he can definitely take the enemy's life. No one can determine the cause and effect.

To understand it completely is as difficult to understand as the fluttering wings of butterflies can cause a big storm, but it does exist.

Yes, that is the ability to predict the future.

Verne's eyes could see the future [effect], so he also knew how to touch the corresponding [cause].

The sweep continues. At this point, it can be regarded as a one-sided massacre. Whether it is Verne's long-range crossbow attack or Bediville's collision in the sea, it will always hit those warships, and some warships will always be destroyed.

Scuttling. A person who loses his boat and falls into the vast sea is no different from death.

It's really over. The remaining enemies are at the end of their tether, asking for help, going crazy, panicking, and waiting to die.

According to optimistic estimates, about forty papal knights and hundreds of papal crusaders were killed in this battle. However, it is also possible that some ships did not have papal knights at all, and were just composed of ordinary soldiers, leaving them with empty space.

Shell.

But there is no doubt that this battle severely damaged the military strength of the Roman Church, while Arthur's side suffered almost no losses. The "Crossbow Arrows" consumed also came with recycling magic, and they would automatically return to the [Legion]'s reserves after a period of time.

In other words, the only "loss" is the wear and tear of the crossbow arrows.

The Holy See may not even know until the end how these fleets disappeared and who attacked them and disappeared.

"Ha------" When the battle was about to end, Verne yawned. Two lines of hot liquid slipped from his cheeks.

"Huh? Why am I?" He suddenly collapsed: "Huh? Huh? Can't stop the tears?"

"Cry if you want to. Crying at this time is a normal reaction. It proves that you are not a ruthless devil." Arthur took the thick and warm animal skin blanket and put it on the boy: "You just

A large number of people were massacred. Regardless of whether they were guilty or not, this level of massacre will definitely leave an indelible memory in your life. But if you don’t kill them, we will definitely die. That’s all.”

Verne did not cry, but quietly let himself cry: "I always feel very strange. I am no longer a good boy. I will definitely not go to heaven after I die."

"A certain big shot once told me that there is no heaven or hell in this world. When a person dies, he is dead." The King of Knights said calmly: "When that time comes, just close your eyes and rest in peace. But as long as we don't close our eyes for a day,

We have to carry it all, carry hope and despair, sin and forgiveness, and struggle to keep living."

"Probably." The exhausted Verne lay on the ground and began to fall into a deep sleep. When he lost consciousness, the [Epic Legion---The Spear Formation] was also recycled into the talisman ring, making room for the surroundings.

A comfortable space. To completely use one's own will to accurately control every action of the [Legion] requires a huge amount of mental power. It is a [miracle] that such a simple boy can fight to this point.

"You talked a lot of big words, only to defeat one enemy fleet, and then there was no follow-up?" Bayoletta, who came to check the situation, dishonestly scolded: "If more fleets approach in the future, will we?

Can we only rely on that stupid wolf to cope?"

"Then pray that the enemy won't have any more reinforcements." Arthur sat next to Verne, with an uncertain smile on his face: "If there are more enemies approaching, we will keep a low profile and let them go."

Passed. Anyway, there have been enough killings tonight."

"This is the only way." Bayoletta also sat down silently, staring with the King of Knights at the sea that gradually returned to the void and darkness.

The Holy See's military strength is very large, and what you see in front of you is just the tip of the iceberg. How many times can you fight this kind of tricky battle without making mistakes? Not every battle can be tricky, there will always be a time when you have to fight head-on.

I really want more troops. A more powerful, absolute, army that can balance the numerical gap with the Holy See. Where can I find such an army?

Arthur stared at the stars and fell into endless contemplation.

The Acts of Light

The Acts of Light


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next