In February of the 14th year of their triumph, more than 36 races from the seabed participated in a great war, escalating the situation in Atlantis and forcing the merfolk into a protracted war in the Sea of Destiny...
In November of the same year, the various underwater races suffered heavy casualties. After a long and fruitless struggle, the tribal chiefs decided to cease hostilities...
Fifteen years after his triumphant return, Pirate King Roger, seeing that the time was ripe, threw the Heart of the Ocean back into the Sea of Destiny, reigniting the flames of war that should have been extinguished...
February 26——
Almost the instant Roger threw down the Heart of the Ocean, the undercover agent had already passed the intelligence to Ye Feng, and the Royal Navy acted swiftly afterward.
As countless warships pierced the sky and bronze horns pierced the thick fog, the Caesar Empire's 350,000-strong navy set sail from the East China Sea in a mighty procession…
Three rows of oar-powered warships cleaved through the waves, leading the way into the thick fog of the Sea of Destiny, with the kingdom's flag flying high above the flagship's stern.
"Mercenary carnage spotted at 30 degrees to port!" The lookout's shout came from the thick fog, and suddenly a large number of mermaid corpses rose from the sea.
"illumination!"
The burning flames drew a crimson arc across the sea surface, instantly illuminating the dense scales and sharp teeth underwater.
"Damn, they're really fierce! Roger is a real beast! We didn't even want to fight anymore..." Several soldiers pinched the bridge of their noses, their faces full of disgust.
For thousands of years, maritime trade has only existed in the four great seas of the east, west, south, and north, as well as some smaller sea areas; no trade routes have ever passed through the Sea of Destiny.
Therefore, human exploration of the Sea of Destiny is extremely limited. Some say the Sea of Destiny has no end, while others say its destination is Atlantis…
But in the end, these are all just speculations. It seems that only the Roger Pirates possessed the map of the Sea of Destiny.
The naval fleet traversed the East China Sea over a period of six months, stopping at 24 islands along the way…
The scene on the sea suddenly became oppressive; compared to the East China Sea, the waters of the Sea of Destiny appeared even deeper.
Three flagships emerged from the fog, each carrying a figure—one of the three generals of the Caesar Empire.
By the time all the troops had left the foggy area, the sun had already set, leaving only the scorching hot clouds and fog on the horizon.
The salty sea breeze, carrying a damp, fishy smell, surged in from the golden-red twilight. Ye Feng crossed his arms over his chest, letting his black hair fly wildly in the wind.
His platinum cloak, embroidered with the symbol of justice, ripped violently in the wind. He looked up and gazed into the distance: "There is only one objective for this mission: the Heart of the Ocean!"
"Kill all who stand in our way—!" Ye Feng narrowed his eyes dangerously, tightened his jaw, and raised his voice sharply.
The soldiers on a ship were on high alert, their eyes scanning the sea warily, ready to deal with any potential dangers.
"Squeak..."
As the squeaking of rats came from below deck, a soldier frowned: "Should we get rid of it?"
"It's just a rat, how much trouble can it cause? Ignore it, keep martial law in place!" Another soldier didn't even turn his head, continuing to watch the sea.
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"How spectacular! 450,000 navy troops! Is this going to be another epic battle?!"
"Things are different now! Three archmages! I can't even imagine how intense this battle will be!"
"The Three Generals vs. Roger? Who will win? I bet a bag of spicy strips that Roger will win!"
"I have some exciting news for you! The orc players have their own continent! They're so behind!"
"Really? Didn't they say it was in the Western Plains area?"
"Hahaha! Old Chen turned off his livestream after he started causing trouble, and it's been ages since we've seen Shanks!"
...
Compared to Ye Feng's vigilance and seriousness, the two people on the other two main ships seemed particularly relaxed. Cliff was munching on dried sweet potatoes while chatting with the comments section.
"Oh my god, the Roger Pirates! How terrifying, how terrifying..."
A hint of disdain crept onto his rough face as he chewed, his cloudy eyes darting around as he sneered and feigned fear.
"puff…"
He slumped onto the bow of the boat, leaning back and propping his head up with his elbows, using his buttocks to weigh down the flowing cloak of justice.
With a flick of his finger, Cliff opened his attribute panel and then spread his hands, exposing it to the viewers in the live stream without reservation.
Name: Cliff
Game nickname: Kizaru
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 45
Height: 197cm
Weight: 90kg
Class: Warrior
Status bar: Energetic lv3
Magic Corridor: Third-Tier Archmage (29500/30000)
Magic Encyclopedia: Light (Main), Wind (Secondary), Water (Secondary)
Weapon: Focusing Compass (Unique Passive: Light damage is increased by 300% at noon, and no mana is consumed for 15 minutes)
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His fingers deliberately lingered on the weapons row, sliding them carefully, as if to draw their attention to them.
The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes widened with laughter, and a sly grin crept across his lewd face: "Roger is terrifying, huh? I certainly couldn't kick him at the speed of light!"
"bump...!"
Just as he was showing off to the live streamer, a humpback whale crashed straight into the ship, and the sudden tremor immediately put the soldiers on alert.
Slowly straightening up, Cliff lazily yawned: "Oh dear, it seems things are really bad! Have we already made our way into the battlefield of Atlantis?"
"Whoosh..."
A flash of golden light appeared, and he instantly appeared in the sky. The magic circle beneath his feet vanished in an instant, and he hovered in the air.
"Sizzle..."
Extending his right hand and casually grasping forward, the moment his five fingers came together, a giant golden hand materialized out of thin air in the ocean.
"roll!"
With a casual slap, the giant golden hand stirred up waves hundreds of meters high, instantly sending the whale and surrounding marine life flying.
After defusing the minor misunderstanding, the team continued their journey for two more hours, until the surrounding seawater became murky and the pungent smell of blood filled the air…
The navy has reached the borders of Atlantis, and dilapidated ships and shouts of battle have begun to appear both on the seabed and on the surface.
"Hey! Aokiji, stop playing around! It's time to get down to business!"
With a flash of golden light, Cliff appeared beside Aston after traversing ten thousand meters and gave him a heavy slap on the butt.
"I know, I know... These lowly creatures are such a nuisance!" Putting away his carving knife, Aston cracked his neck and leaped into the sea.
He swam towards the depths of the sea, where, in the low-visibility waters, countless marine creatures were fighting to the death, completely unaware of the impending danger.
Ice Age!
With a low growl echoing from the sea, a massive magic circle spun and rose from the surface into the sky, while a few snowflakes drifted down...
The shouts of battle ceased in the next round, and even the sound of the churning seawater disappeared, leaving the entire sea eerily still.
When snowflakes fell on the hard ice, the sea within a hundred miles was frozen, and the marine creatures that had been fighting fiercely were turned into ice sculptures.
Landing on the ice from high above, Ye Feng scratched his ear and leaned close to Aston: "According to the map Tess gave us, we're almost at the outskirts of Atlantis..."
"Is it finally here? I'm actually kind of looking forward to it." Aston stamped his foot, hands in his pockets.