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Deep in the endless sea, a "small island" nearly two thousand meters long and five hundred meters wide is floating in the storm.

Even though it was bathed in the violent storm, there were still many fires burning on the island, which could not be extinguished by the heavy rain.

Different from ordinary islands, this island is surrounded by steel walls. The most common thing on the island is not trees, but cylindrical towers like alchemy towers.

In the center of the island, on a black lighthouse nearly 100 meters tall, a huge fortress cannon looked up ferociously into the night sky.

Under the black tower, a dozen metal pipes as tall as a person wrap up the entire island like shackles.

More than twenty magic crystal spaceships, facing the storm, fired water-attribute magic bullets one after another to extinguish the fire.

The light blue magic bullet hit the burning gas pipe, and a large amount of water vapor instantly emerged from the red pipe. Seeing that the fire was extinguished, the mechanic who had been waiting for a long time quickly stepped forward and poured molten steel liquid into the gas pipe. on the breach.

"Next place! Get on board quickly!"

Two cables were thrown off the magic crystal spacecraft. The two mechanics grasped the cables with their right hands and hooked one leg on the cable. They gestured to the magic crystal spacecraft in the air. The magic crystal spacecraft slowly rose up and headed towards the other side not far away. Fly away from the fire.

In the war room of the central lighthouse, the forty-five-year-old Captain Andre opened his arms, took another swig of extraordinary whiskey, and held the pipe without a trace of sparks in his mouth.

Of the entire gold-class fleet, only the "Picrates" is still standing in the ocean. The Silver Fleet, which is responsible for the aftermath, has thirty black iron battleships, and none of them survived.

Half a year ago, Andre reported some unusual signs of activity by the Sea Tribe people back to Saint Trite, and the order he received was to "check out this matter and do not enter the Sea Tribe area without permission."

Now that the evil consequences have appeared, the sea tribe's army must have moved near the lighthouse post.

"Why!"

Andre sighed. The powerful fleet of 50,000 navy guards now only has less than 30,000 people left.

The Sea People were well prepared to launch a surprise attack on the Golden Fleet. They did not hesitate to sacrifice a member of the Mermaid Royal Family and sneaked into "Bicrates" to seduce the chief officer of the combat communication room. A total of twenty sound-transmitting conchs turned into fragments on the ground.

He lost contact with Saint Trite and was even surrounded by the three legions of the Sea Tribe.

The only direction without enemies is the east.

In a frontal naval battle, with the assistance of other fleets, the "Picrates" is a strategic-level weapon.

But after the escorting silver and black iron fleet was eaten away, the "Bicrates" was just a piece of fat floating on the sea.

As long as the sea tribe smells the fragrance, they can't wait to come up and take a bite.

A hundred years ago, the "Bicrates" became a nightmare for the Hai clan people in its first battle.

Being hit by a fortress-level magic crystal cannon, ninth-level saint-level combatants will suffer from serious injuries to death, without exception.

Even if it is slightly scratched by the magic element beam, even the holy order without the blessed steel body will suffer.

Since being promoted to lieutenant general, Andre has been serving on this gold-class battleship. Seeing the fire everywhere, even the heavy rain can't put it out, the fire in his heart is getting stronger.

"Only by escaping all the way to the east wind and finding the legendary golden channel can we return to the lighthouse outpost surrounded by the sea army. Only then can we hope to return to Saint Trite and see our grown-up daughter!"

Rubbing the memory crystal in his hand, the magic power accumulated in it has been exhausted. Even if it only takes a small piece of primary magic crystal, he can see his wife and daughter's voice and smile again.

Andre picked up the magic crystal several times, but finally put it down. A junior magic crystal, placed in the magic crystal gun, might be able to kill a few low-level sea beasts.

Not only Andre, almost everyone in Saint Trite did not think the Sea Tribe was a threat.

In the open-air arena next to Freedom Square, will there be a so-called strong man from the sea race on the stage, but when will he not be killed by a strong man from the human race?

There were only those densely packed and terrifying sea beasts. Every time Andre thought about it, his hands couldn't help but tremble.

He is only in his forties. Fortunately, although he is a high-ranking member of the Navy Guards, his knowledge of the Sea Tribe's war is limited to books and some precious memory crystals.

This was the first time for him to truly face the war between the two races!

Recalling the black iron battleship that was one or two hundred meters away, a giant octopus sea beast grabbed the hull and dragged it to the bottom of the sea. As long as the thick tentacles caught something, even the steel chimney of the battleship could be twisted into twists.

He clearly remembered that a young captain he was optimistic about was swept into the air and instantly turned into a ball of blood mist.

"I am Andre, and I am the supreme commander of this fleet! I cannot be cowardly! I have to take more than 20,000 young people home! Woohoo!"

The burly man in his forties picked up the wet brown curly hair on his head and cried bitterly while holding the wine bottle.

Andre came from a small fishing village in South County of the Free City. The dozen or so personal guards were all juniors he brought out from the fishing village.

As the most promising military position in the Free City State, the salary and promotion of the Air Guard are the best and fastest among all the military services.

The "Bicrates" has two air guard legions, each legion has fifty magic crystal spacecraft.

In the earlier naval battle, the magic crystal spaceship, as Andre's only superior military service, was of course used very thoroughly.

What made Lieutenant General Andre collapse was that a dozen personal guards drove the spaceship tragically. After depleting the reserve of magic crystal cannons, they rushed directly into the Sea Clan army and killed them wantonly.

Andre knew the thoughts of those juniors. If he could block the Sea Clan army for one second, he could buy Andre one second of breakout time.

"You are so stupid. If the Air Guards use up all the magic crystals, they can leave the battlefield. This is something the Grand Duke himself wrote into the combat rules!"

"This is all my fault. If I hadn't wanted to find out the movements of the Sea Tribe people, I wouldn't have fallen into a trap! Ah!"

As the supreme commander of the entire fleet, was Andre wrong? You know, on the sea, there is a magic crystal spacecraft for reconnaissance, and the chance of falling into a trap is very slim.

But how inadequate were the preparations made by the Sea Tribe army to pull the "Bikradi" into the bottom of the sea in a battle?

The intermediate water magic skill "Hide and Fog" can conceal the movements of the Sea Clan, not to mention that no Sea Clan army will march stupidly on the sea and be seen by your spaceship.

Therefore, when the signal was sent from the huge sensory stone plate on the "Bicrates", the encounter between the two races was inevitable.

The giant octopus sea beast of the seventh level could not even use the fortress cannon. A single salvo fired by more than a dozen magic crystal spaceships left the octopus with only a big bare head.

But none of the navy guards who fell into the sea emerged from the sea.

The guard outside the war room stood upright, but two hot tears were shed on his black and red face. Dozens of people died in the encirclement and suppression of the pirates, which would make them sad for a long time. It can be seen that thousands of their companions and comrades were buried in the mouths of sea beasts. They have already I forgot my sadness, I only remember the bitterness that crossed the corner of my mouth.

The storm raged all night and stopped suddenly at dawn.

The howl of wolves also echoed in the war room all night, but when the sun rose, the majestic Captain Andre stood in front of the railing outside the lighthouse, picked up the telescope and saw the direction clearly.

Standing here, almost everyone on the "Bicrates" can see the tall and tall Lieutenant General Andre.