. "All crew members should pay attention, all crew members should pay attention... they are about to hit!"

With a sharp shaking of the Xiangrui hull, the unlucky Feili fell on the deck again.

Although the motive has stopped, driven by huge inertia, the class warship with the rudder stuck and failed, still like a whale that committed suicide on the beach, plunged into an isolated shallow in the middle of the Tongbes Harbor. In fact, under the extreme situation where the system function is on the verge of collapse, it is already considered good luck to not directly hit the pier or dock, and turn the first half of the hull and these artificial buildings into garbage together, which is already auspicious... or it is very auspicious.

Even so, the Xiangrui is now so miserable that it is almost the same as garbage. From a distance, it looks like a toy ship model that accidentally fell to the ground and was stepped on by someone - the mast was broken, the ship's side was cracked, the deck collapsed, the superstructure was twisted and poured... Various internal pipelines broke everywhere, and steam, oil, smoke and water were gushing out. The wounded were missing and broken legs, as well as the splashing fragments of the human body. Under some collapsed walls, faint moans were even heard, and sticky blood was flowing out.

However, in this desperate situation of life and death, the officers and soldiers of the Giant Bear Legion, who had always been spoiled, were forced to show some of their backbone. Even though their faces were charred by fireworks and blood and scorched marks were splashed on the military uniform, they still stubbornly gritted their teeth and bandaged their wounds. They waved fire axes, magic water bombs, cotton yarn, and rubber water pipes and rushed into the crisis area. Among them, the loss pipe minister of Xiangrui, the half-elf girl Al, was even more dedicated and always fought on the front line until they were burned by the flames and were unconscious. They were dragged back to the deck.

Relying on the efforts of all the officers and soldiers and the strong defense of this Dragon Skin battleship, the spread of flames and poison gas was quickly stopped.

However, in the future, there will be many more miserable and harsh encounters, which will repeatedly test the tenacious souls of these unfortunate people...

"...Why are we running between those zombie ghosts again? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The shallow where the Xiangrui Basin was stranded was in the center of the port area, on the pedestal of the lighthouse ruins. Just separated by a few hundred feet of narrow water and a natural sand embankment, it was the gathering place of the undead evil spirits covered by a thick layer of corrupt oil. In other words, after breaking through the encirclement and strolling in the outer sea, Xiangrui Basin turned around and returned to the net.

So, the remaining corpse-eating ghosts in the harbor immediately launched a siege on the stranded Xiangrui. Even the undead mages who had escaped from the airship had brought large zombies and skeletons to join the battle.

All the guards on the Xiangrui Number had to pick up their weapons with grief, and the trapped beasts were still fighting.

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Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The red-headed strategic goddess priest, carrying a heavy rifled magic sniper rifle on his shoulders, aimed at the evil dragon waiter in the sky and shot three shots in a row. The mitral-plated magic bullet then broke out of the air with a whistling sound. The first two bullets smashed the defensive magic that blocked the evil dragon waiter, and the last bullet blasted a blood hole in his chest, causing the half-level evil dragon waiter who was not good enough to scream shrillly and fell from the bone dragon's back.

"Dissociation!"

The fake girl commander in the artifact-level lace maid outfit shot out a fatal light green light beam from the broom handle that was also a magical artifact. The undead mage who was unfortunately caught had only time to wail, and his whole body turned into invisible particles. The skeleton soldiers and zombies that had lost the mage to manipulate behind the scenes soon became chaotic and was driven out of the sea by the female Drow elves warriors who had been bullied Yu Yong.

"Kill me~~~ Go die, die~~~~~"

After this long roar full of anger, the surface of the sharp sword in the Japanese warrior's hand suddenly appeared with a wonderful light that looked like a holy but not a holy, like a demon but not a demon, both righteous and evil, both pure and majestic... Then, the blade slashed down, and a series of crisp sounds flashed one after another. All the ghouls within a radius of twenty feet were wiped out by the invincible light of death!

"Silly and ignorant undead, you will surrender under my high heels from now on!"

The beautiful and charming succubus slid his jade arm. He swung the Nine-tailed Whip and scolded with a crisp and charming voice. The invisible spiritual fluctuations spread in an instant, causing the skeleton soldiers blocking her to fall into a turmoil. Then they all turned around and started a melee with the other undead behind them. These low-level undeads with little wisdom will naturally not be confused by the beautiful posture of the succubus. However, as the priest serving the great demon Glazt, although the red shroud could not purify the undead with holy water or holy light like those priests of good gods, they could seize control of the undead by stern rebuking and directly take them under their command.

"Ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao

The big black bear, or Mr. Druid Winnie, opened his bloody mouth and roared fiercely, waving his thick bear paws and slapped zombies, skeletons or ghouls. The corpse poison stained on the undead was of no effect on the druids. With his powerful anti-celestial physical ability, Winnie actually dragged the bone dragon's tail and pulled it out of the sky, and then rushed up and rolled... In a crisp crackling sound, the unlucky bone dragon was immediately torn into pieces and finally crushed into an indistinguishable fragment.

...

The Successful Roller, which was trapped under the heavy siege of the undead army, was like a volcanic explosion for a moment!

Accompanied by roars, wails, explosions, swords and artillery fire, the attack and defense sides quickly fell into an extremely fierce and arduous battle. Along the collapsed hole on the deck and the cracks on the side of the ship, a considerable number of the undead directly invaded the inside of the hull. The tired soldiers had to scatter to various battlefields, fight against the undead on the deck, fight in the gangway, fight in the cabin; fire with muskets, bombard with shotguns, slash with swords and axes, and even wash with high-pressure faucets...

In this way, after surviving the initial period of fear and panic, the Giant Bear Legion gradually brought the situation back.

It has to be said that the Dragon Witch Cult obviously chose the wrong time and the wrong place, and used the wrong troops to fight - this is the hottest and most illuminated equatorial area in the world. At this time, it was around 2:00 in the afternoon of a clear day, which happened to be the hottest and most positive energy of the day.

Under such extremely unfavorable conditions, forcing the use of undead creatures that are naturally dark and cold and are driven purely by negative energy is like letting a polar bear run to the tropical desert to hunt camels - at the beginning, it might be possible to make do with it, but at most, it lasts for a few minutes, and this poor polar bear will be dehydrated and heatstroke, and will die of heat...

However, this is really a helpless choice for the Dragon Witch Cult - the indigenous army of the Mazka continent under their command is still on their way to the battlefield in just a few days; in the early morning, the battle was proactively provoked by the remnants of the Inca army, and it is impossible to delay it until night... The most critical and important factor is that their heads, Samast, the leader of the Dragon Witch Cult, has never been a good boss who cherishes his soldiers.

On the contrary, he likes to use various means to force his subordinates to play some exciting games of dying with the enemy... Therefore, among the many famous evil organizations in the Feren continent, the Dragon Witch Sect is the most frequent civil strife and turn against the enemy.

No matter what the inside story behind it, the seemingly aggressive army of undead is actually extremely weak and can only scare people - under the too-blazing sunlight in the equatorial waters and the too-hot high temperature, the skeleton soldiers cannot recover if they are broken, and the zombies cannot float if they fall into the sea. The corpse water ghosts are roasted by the scorching sun, and various toxins are almost completely ineffective. The ability of the undead mage is also greatly reduced for the time being. They cannot directly convert corpses into zombies or skeletons on the battlefield. The vampire, who was originally the main force in the plan, simply could not move at all, and could only shrink into the cellar in the suburbs to watch.

On the contrary, the Giant Bear Legion and the Remnants of the Inca Army, who were forced to the point of despair of life and death, were all like a small universe explosion, full of courage, never giving up until death, and even jumped into the sea with zombies in their arms while dying.

Through repeated artillery attacks, fire attacks, gun queuing, magic duels, and even the most cruel hand-to-hand battles, thousands of undead who were severely weakened by the sun were defeated very quickly, so that the supplementary army could not catch up with the consumption - the number of undead army was not infinite, but directly linked to the number of magic positions remembered by the undead mages today. However, because the plan could not keep up with the change, the Dragon Witch Cult at this moment was in a dilemma of insufficient preparation and coordination.

So, after making considerable sacrifices, the guards finally drove the undead army out of the deck. Even the undead-turned stinking sea water opposite the shallows began to gradually dissipate because it was exposed to the scorching sun for too long... and the stinky water dissipated with the corpse-eating water ghosts and other undead creatures gathered inside.

However, the battle is far from over, because the undead mages in the Dragon Witch Sect are not fools. After the initial battle, although some people chose to retreat and move forward timidly, some people quickly found a countermeasure and adjusted the attack direction of the remaining troops to avoid the weakening effect of the blazing sunlight. Following the several gaps cracked when the ship's side hit, a large number of undead creatures began to rush directly into the hull of Xiangrui together with the surging sea water!

The one who led the raid was Sam, who was determined to avenge the shame.

A more intense civil war in the ship began in this narrower and messy space...

However, at this time, the Giant Bear Legion and the remnants of the Inca Army were almost exhausted - the soldiers who could continue to participate in the war, the physical strength of the soldiers, the ammunition in stock, the attack spells and scrolls prepared by the magicians were all about to be sold out.
Chapter completed!