Klein was startled for a moment, then quickly realized that the God of Knowledge and Wisdom was communicating with him. Not many people knew that he had replaced the Sea God, but Vice Admiral Iceberg was one of them, which meant that the God of Knowledge and Wisdom also knew this information. However, since he had already intervened in the battlefield, why didn't he act himself?
While thinking, Klein raised his field of vision and at the same time raised the sea god scepter in his hand. The dense blue-green gems inlaid on it immediately bloomed with pure and clear light.
Outside Oleston Port, the surging, rumbling waves suddenly froze, then retreated in a way that defied physical laws, constantly collapsing. The high-rising waves became lower and lower until they completely fell back to the sea surface, and even the layers of dark clouds in the sky dissipated quite a bit at this moment.
"This…" Anderson's eyes widened, looking at this scene with an incredulous expression, his throat bobbing as he constantly swallowed the saliva secreted in his mouth due to tension and shock.
He had a premonition that this was Mr. Fool exerting his influence.
Wait, I don't seem to have any payment to offer, nor have I promised Mr. Fool anything. This… I'll ask about it when I pray to Mr. Fool later, and at the same time collect some of Roselle's diary. I hope my luck isn't too bad and I can collect some useful diaries.
After making up his mind, Anderson suddenly relaxed. Since Mr. Fool had already made a move, there was no suspense in this war; we were bound to win!
Soon, his gaze was drawn to the huge ship covered with a layer of silver-white armor on the sea surface. The patterns on that silver armor were very similar to the full body armor on a Silver Knight, appearing extremely hard. No matter how the waves impacted it, it did not shake at all.
"Is this 'Guard' applied to an entire steel giant ship? This level of effect can only be achieved by a Mystical Item at the demigod level."
Anderson looked with some awe at the ship that crashed into the golden high wall made of countless undead. The silver armor, propelled by powerful force, deeply embedded itself into the wall.
His danger intuition instantly erupted, as if he was in a volcano that could erupt at any moment, and the throbbing in his heart made him see a dazzling red.
The next second, the huge ship covered with a layer of silver-white armor was stained crimson, instantly burst into flames, and emitted flames that shot out in all directions from within.
These crimson-yellow flames were extremely spiritual, rapidly darting around and precisely attacking the weak points of surrounding buildings and crowds, creating exaggerated fires.
In mid-air, dark clouds rapidly gathered. Amidst rumbling sounds, One by one silver-white electric snakes shot out, carrying a strong, almost tangible, violent destructive aura. They densely struck the surroundings, precisely hitting and extinguishing every darting flame.
Specks of brass-colored light also emerged, rapidly moving across the Intis armored ship, forming a pair of illusory eyes that directly saw and created weak points.
Above the Gray Fog, Klein, noticing this scene, immediately understood and no longer meticulously controlled each falling lightning bolt.
Within the thick clouds, silver-white electric light rapidly gathered and intertwined, forming a silver-white long spear woven from pure lightning, descending towards the weak point created by the pair of illusory eyes.
In just a blink of an eye, a silver-white electric light falling from the sky had already descended, piercing through the steel giant ship, and disintegrating into countless tiny electric snakes, leaping towards objects with better conductivity in the surroundings, causing secondary damage to the ship.
In less than a second, the tiny electric snakes darting everywhere weakened extremely quickly until they completely disappeared.
Soon, more crimson-yellow flames shot out from the ship's cabin, landing on the dock and igniting all flammable materials around, creating an exaggerated fire.
Subsequently, these flames merged forward with a whoosh, rapidly reorganizing to form a small but powerful and well-equipped army.
The wailing wind instantly intensified, constantly colliding with the air, producing explosive sounds. Circles of terrifying hurricanes visible to the naked eye spiraled and intertwined, forming an unrestrained tornado.
The howling tornado directly swept the goods piled on the dock, the burning flames, and even the Intis army that had just revealed themselves, all into mid-air, pushing them towards the sea in front.
At the same time, the massive steel giant ship floated up defying gravity, ignoring the terrifying pulling force of the tornado. While retreating towards the sea behind, it rapidly adjusted the cannons mounted on its deck and along both sides of its hull, aiming all muzzles towards the dock.
As the inscribed runes lit up in circles, the steel fleet's cannon fire once again poured out. Under the influence of the tornado, the trajectories of the cannonballs were disturbed, becoming chaotic and difficult to estimate.
The Intis army, caught in the tornado and thrown into mid-air, also ignited again, turning into flames that shot out in all directions, mixing with the cannon fire.
A huge sonic boom sounded out of thin air, mixed with the wailing of the wind domain, pressing down in layers in mid-air, attempting to directly destroy the cannonballs thrown by the tornado and the crimson-yellow flames mixed among them.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Continuous explosions sounded in mid-air. The cannonballs thrown by the tornado were directly detonated, creating a bright golden firelight in the air.
The Purification power of the Sun domain immediately spread, and the air constantly crackled with sizzling sounds. Wisps of pale white smoke emerged out of thin air, and transparent liquid seeped out.
The surrounding soul bodies, undead, and Natural Spirits that were gathering and surging like a tide emitted sharp, painful roars, rapidly dissolving.
Above the Gray Fog, Klein, observing this scene, sighed softly:
"On the battlefield, an Iron-Blooded Knight holding a holy relic is truly powerful, both in their wisdom and Beyonder abilities."
As his voice fell, he once again waved the sea god scepter in his hand. With the infusion of spirituality, the sea god scepter bloomed with a pure and clear light.
Outside the dock of Oleston Port, violent winds rubbed against the air, producing bursts of explosions, forming a series of air cannons that threw the floating steel giant ship high into the sky.
But soon, the surrounding air became viscous, and the air cannons could no longer generate enough thrust to push the massive steel giant ship high into the sky.
There shouldn't be any angels on the ship, so is it another Mystical Item? As thoughts drifted, Klein stopped creating air cannons and switched to releasing lightning.
Taking advantage of the chaotic weather of the Berserk Sea, he easily gathered large amounts of lightning, causing silver-white electric snakes to fall densely.
Before they even got close, those silver-white electric snakes turned crimson, and the electric current continuously weakened, transforming into light and heat that illuminated the entire sea area.
Mr. Pulak Eggers' figure quietly emerged within that expanse of crimson-golden flames. He glanced at the sea surface not far away, as if muttering to himself:
"This belongs to the Knowledge Magister's ability, capable of altering physical laws to a certain extent, but there shouldn't be any angels on that ship..."
As he spoke, he stretched out both hands and pushed forward forcefully, as if opening a non-existent Door.
In a flash, a bronze-colored Door covered with mysterious patterns, impossible to describe precisely, appeared in front, swaying and creaking, slowly opening.
Inside the Door was an endless darkness, where countless indescribable eyes densely looked outwards, radiating malice, as if they could see the souls hidden within the flames.
As the Door opened, the death aura that had been purified earlier intensified again, and a large number of wriggling, strange, indescribable things rapidly proliferated.
At the same time, stars appeared one by one inside the Door, densely packed and dazzling.
An invisible wave of fluctuations diffused somewhat unevenly, and the surroundings suddenly darkened, as if night had instantly fallen, with a sense of tranquility and peace descending along with specks of starlight.
The dense, crimson-yellow flames that completely enveloped Pulak swayed uncontrollably, fell to the ground, rapidly merged, and reassembled into figures.
The items on them began to weather, and their bodies began to age, so quickly that it was as if they had undergone a hundred years of time's erosion in just one or two seconds.
Within this area, all objects became mottled, constantly dropping fragments or having dust stirred up by the wind. The spirituality contained within spiritual items rapidly drained away until they lost their spirituality and turned into scattered debris on the ground.
Pale flames ignited in Mr. Pulak Eggers' eyes as he looked at an Iron-Blooded Knight in front, holding a long sword stained with mottled blood and wearing dull full body armor, taking his entire figure into his eyes.
The aura on the opponent instantly decayed, as if he was sprinting towards the end of death, and even the dull full body armor became mottled, with rust appearing on its surface.
The intense stimulation awakened this Iron-Blooded Knight from his slumber. His body instantly ignited, wanting to disintegrate himself into flames and escape this area shrouded in death and darkness.
Inside the open bronze Door, a pair of pale purple eyes quietly emerged and met the gaze of the Iron-Blooded Knight.
Complex and illusory symbols rapidly condensed in his eyes, and a vast amount of chaotic and useless knowledge surged madly into the opponent's mind, causing him to freeze in place for a moment, and the flames ignited on his body quickly extinguished.
Taking advantage of this gap, Pulak appeared directly behind the opponent. His right arm became pale and cold, like a corpse, and his fingernails became black, sharp, and grew an extra segment.
In this state, his right hand easily penetrated the rust-stained full body armor, pierced through the flesh, and stabbed through the opponent's chest.