CH 134 The Night Of The Storm

The night watchman wanted to see more clearly, he stood up and lifted the lantern in his hand. This was actually futile, because in the next moment, the howling sea wind smashed in through the viewing window, bringing with it the sea water that was so cold that it could drown the soul.

This damn sea storm.

Before he was nearly choked to death by the sea water, the night watchman cursed in his heart, and when he got up again, it was already dark outside.

The light from the lighthouse was also swallowed by darkness.

Eagle Mouth Castle. 

The guards patrolled day and night with long spears, and the conference hall was brightly lit. Port Governor Jones and others gathered around the map, frowning and discussing something. The envoy of the Holy Court stood beside the governor. An architect held a pile of blueprints in one hand, and pointed to the blueprints on the wall with a thin stick in the other hand, and introduced them in detail.

"The project of the Throne of God has almost been completed. As long as there are no mistakes in materials, it should be able to be successfully completed before September." The architect said.

"No, that's too late." The envoy of the Holy Court immediately said, "Two months at most. You have been building the Throne of God for 20 years. I am suspicious of what you have been doing all these years."

Brigadier General Kahuo of the Lowland Alliance, who was in charge of the defense of the Eagle's Mouth Bay, had a particularly ugly expression on his face. The envoy of the Holy Court arrived a week ago. After this guy in white robe arrived at Eagle Mouth Bay, he seemed to become its ruler. The "Throne of God" pier built by the Lowland Alliance, which spent a lot of manpower and material resources, was criticized as useless in their mouths.

Before Brigadier General Kahuo could no longer resist his anger anymore, the governor smiled ingratiatingly and said, "Lord Envoy, the Throne of God is not a dock for mortals, it will be used for the landing of the Lord's ship, so we must be very careful when building it. These divine techniques are really difficult for mortals to understand."

The architect on the side nodded repeatedly, and there was a wharf structure diagram attached to the map in front of him. He pointed to the structure diagram and said, "The construction of every mechanism must go through repeated research, it is too delicate, and there is no place for error."

If the King had been here, he would have noticed that the blueprints for the pier design of the "Throne of God" hanging on the wall of Eagle's Mouth Castle were somewhat similar to the pier of Blackstone Castle back in hell.

They were indeed not the creations that should exist in the mortal world today.

"I must remind you that the Holy See has already provided too much support for the Lowland Alliance. The Holy Lord is merciful, but one cannot be perfunctory...."

The envoy of the Holy Court interrupted the architect and spoke in a cold tone.

Boom——

But before he could speak further, a loud noise rang in his ears.

"What happened?!"

Amidst the loud noise, the window glass of the Governor's Mansion was shattered, and the glass shards fell to the ground. The somewhat obese governor jumped up in shock, as the cold sea wind howled in, sending disturbing sounds of artillery fire.

"Is it a tsunami?"

"Oh, Holy Lord! It's an enemy attack!"

The experienced Brigadier General Kahuo pulled out the sword from his waist, and rushed forward with one stride.

"Where's the night watchman?! Why didn't anyone sound the alarm!"

The envoy of the Holy Court rushed out of the conference hall after him.

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The night watchmen of the watchtower died a long time ago.

The pirates wearing black hoods quietly climbed up to the lighthouse, slit their throats, and threw their bodies into the sea. Blood washed the black tower. The black figure that the night watchman had vaguely seen sailed out of the dense fog, and stopped on the sea some distance from Eagle's Mouth Bay under the cover of the storm.

Led by three pitch-black Dragon Wing Battleships, nearly a hundred warships spread out in a semi-arc.

The monstrous waves, the dark night of the storm.

Captain Hawkins, wearing his slanted hat and carrying a drink, stood at the front of the deck.

In front of the Dragon Wing Battleship, ordinary ships were like sparrows. Every Dragon Wing Battleship carried a dense bloody smell, and they rushed up along the coastline of the lowland country, South Meadow Casa.

The Lowland Alliance was composed of more than a dozen small lowland countries and city-states, which were mainly distributed along the coast in a long serpentine line. The Lowland Alliance countries were small in size. It was no exaggeration to say that more than two-thirds of the territory of the entire Lowland Alliance countries were docks. Under the cover of a rainy night, Legrand's navy launched a lightning attack at the ready.

The tactics could be called crude.

The Dragon Wing Battleship set off waves in the dense fog, breaking through the first layer of security and defense of each military harbor. Then the battleship lifted into the sky, just like attacking the Trickster's territory in hell, swooped down, and rammed past like the most primitive and ferocious dragon. Amidst the loud noises, the walls of the castle collapsed, and the warships in the harbor lost the protection at their backs. Afterwards, the warships of the Royal Navy rushed forward and bombarded the enemy warships caught off guard with cannons.

The lightning attack was clean and neat, with beast-like cruelty and violence.

Before the heavily damaged port even had time to pass on the news to other ports, the Walway pirates had already led the warships to retreat and headed for the next target.

They didn't loot, didn't stay, they had only one purpose——to destroy these military ports that would play a huge role in the future battle between Legrand and the Holy Court.

Eagle Mouth Bay was the last and most important of all their targets.

Because, the First Corps of the Holy See Navy was stationed here.

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"As expected of the Holy Court."

Hawkins said lazily, hitting the railing with the wine bottle, making a clanking sound.

He squinted and looked at the battlefield below.

Even if they were enemies, it must be admitted that the strength of the Holy Court was terrifying.

They attacked all the way, and all the ports they passed were powerless to fight back. However, this destructive momentum stopped at Eagle Mouth Bay. After the first surprise attack, the iron whistle sounded sharply in the storm, and all the warships in the harbor lit up their lights almost immediately.

The giant crossbow arrows on the city wall were twisted one after another, and the spear-like rain of arrows shrouded the air, immediately suppressing the Legrand warships and preventing them from approaching the  crescent shaped pier.

The iron cannon boomed.

The results of Legrand's first military heavy industry department officially appeared on the battlefield.

The pirates on the ordinary warships and the navy joined hands to lock on the Holy Court warships that were waking up one by one in the harbor, and then quickly opened fire. Amidst the deafening sound of artillery fire, the two-meter-long cannon muzzle emitted a bright flame. The projectile burst out of the air, trailing long sparks behind it, and landed on the quickly lined up Holy Court warships that were preparing to organize defense and counterattack under the cover of arrow rain.

Large clusters of flames exploded in the dark night, and blazing flames rose into the sky.

"Shameful wimps."

The Walway pirates sneered contemptuously.

The first to be driven out of the port were the Lowland Alliance's own warships. The Holy Court's warships used them as shields, their white sails hoisted high behind the ordinary Lowland Alliance warships that were burning.

"What a beautiful little white feathered bird! Why are you wearing a tortoise shell?"

The pirates laughed loudly, mocking the Holy Court's First Corps mercilessly.

The navy of the Lowland Alliance was terrified. This was the first time they saw the artillery that used to be only used as a deterrent burst out on the battlefield with such a powerful force.

The sea surface was undulating, and the sea water in this area was surging. The Dragon Wing Battleships that did not rush into the shallow water began to flap their wings. The huge black iron dragon wings were as wide as 100 meters. When it flapped, it seemed that there was a sudden tsunami on the sea, with strong wind and huge waves. The Walway pirates had been prepared for a long time. Instead of bombarding the Holy Court warships, they worked together to row the warships, the formation splitting apart from the middle, and rushed to the two sides nimbly.

"What is that?! What is that?!"

On the warship of the Lowland Alliance, the sailors and commanders finally saw clearly the hideous shadow rising from the dark fog in the distance. They exclaimed, trembling and almost falling to their knees.

Amidst the sound of the tide, the Dragon Wing Battleship left the sea and rose into the sky.

The dragon shadow flew over the heads of the warships of the Lowland Alliance and the Holy Court, and the sea water poured down like a torrential rain. The commander of the Holy See First Corps turned the mechanism on the ship, and the nearly ten-meter-long iron spear was fired with mechanical power, shooting into the sky with a terrifying sound of whistling wind.

The iron spear hit the dragon's wing, sparks flying, and nailed to the black iron dragon's wing.

This was the first time since the beginning of the war that the Dragon Wing Battleship encountered resistance.

"Sure enough."

Charles stood on another Dragon Wing Battleship, looking down at the periphery of the battlefield.

Just as the King worried, the fact that the Holy Court had been less and less involved in wars over the past few hundred years was not because their military strength had weakened, but because they were preparing for a force that could wipe out the world in one fell swoop.

The Holy Court warships that had disappeared from people's eyes for hundreds of years possessed extraordinary weapons.

Charles and the others had such sharp eyesight. The moment the Holy Court warship was exposed to their vision, they immediately made a judgment——the design of the Holy Court warship should not belong to the technology of this era. In terms of the use of machinery on their ships, there were some faint similarities with the alchemy of the legendary era.

If the King hadn't established a military heavy industry department in hell and concentrated all his efforts on having scientists study artillery, then even if the Walway pirates encountered the warships of the Holy Court head-on, they would be at an absolute disadvantage.

What was more terrifying than powerful enemies was that they were not only powerful but also not fools.

"Attack!"

Charles took a deep breath and stopped thinking about these things.

Charles, Hawkins, and Griselda were each in control of a Dragon Wing Battleship. At this time, the three cooperated tacitly to command their respective ships, and crashed into the three towers of Eagle's Mouth Castle with giant iron crossbows from three different angles.

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"Damn it."

The envoy of the Holy Court stood in the tower at the very center of the castle, looking at the huge black shadow that circled outside the castle and slammed into the four corner towers of the castle.

"Dragon Wing Battleship…..the Rose Family, when did the Dragon Slayers find their battleship?"

"My lord, what is a Dragon Wing Battleship, what should we do now?"

The governor asked him tremblingly.

Under the firelight, the envoy's face was difficult to discern.

"Drag it out with all your strength! The 'Throne of God' cannot be lost. I will immediately invite Lord Blessed One."