Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 472

At night, the sea is still calm and the sky is fine, with a bright moon hanging high and stars like falling stars.

The speed of the Vikings' assembly was very fast, and the warships that went out to chase and sweep returned one by one. After a while, a huge fleet assembled again.In addition to some previously captured Nanyang Pirate Alliance ships, the scale even exceeded that at the beginning.

In less than an hour since the fleet assembled, a huge fleet appeared on the eastern horizon.They are lined up on the horizon, like a city wall that is constantly pressing down.

With the bright and clear moonlight, Zhang Ang could also see the warships on the opposite side clearly. They were no different from the fleet he saw when he was in Beiyang. There is no doubt that these warships are indeed authentic regardless of their style or flag. Belonging to the Spanish Navy, that is the Spanish Royal Navy Fleet!
Looking at the huge fleet slowly approaching in the distance, some bad omens appeared in Zhang Ang's heart, a faint sense of danger!
Zhang Ang looked around, but couldn't find the source of this sense of danger. The Viking fleet around them was also huge. Although they had been fighting or busy all day, they still had some combat power.Although the Viking Pirate King and Arnold were seriously injured, they were not completely unable to make a move.In this sea, even if the opposite side also has a strong Martial Saint-level powerhouse, it may not be able to please.

But where does this feeling of danger come from?
Zhang Ang turned his head and looked at the ship from the east that was surrounded by the fleet. It looked calm, and there was no one on the deck, and it didn't look like it was going to fight back.

It seems that there should be no big problem on my side, the key lies in the other party!
Why didn't these Spaniards come all the way here?Also brazenly shot at the Vikings?Even if it's to fight pirates, it shouldn't be your family. Portugal, France, England, and Italy all have fleets. Even if they want to wipe out pirates, everyone should take action together.If your family came here, even if they won the battle, it would be a miserable victory at most. What good would this do to our country?

When Zhang Ang was thinking about the reason, the warships of the Spanish Royal Fleet got closer and closer, and after a while, they were less than a kilometer away from the Viking Fleet.

Since it was a night battle, both sides lit torches, and looking around, the opposite side was full of dots of fire, and under the fire, all the faces with serious expressions.

As the distance got closer, Zhang Ang could even clearly see the expressions of the naval crew members on the opposite ship. There were excitement, nervousness, excitement, and apprehension on the faces, but there was no fear.

This time, Zhang Ang can be sure that the opponent must have something to rely on!Let them be strong enough to overcome all fears!This time they are not the stupid decision of the idiot commander, they came prepared!
Zhang Ang turned his head and looked at the Viking Pirate King next to him.

The Viking Pirate Dynasty nodded his head, his face was equally solemn, obviously, he also saw this.

Suddenly, under the amazed eyes of everyone, on the largest ship of the Spanish Royal Fleet, three figures slowly lifted into the air, and after a while, they stood in midair, standing in the bright moonlight.

Looking at the three extremely powerful figures on the opposite side, Zhang Ang's eyes were fixed, his throat twitched, and he couldn't help swallowing.

With a red gold-rimmed robe and such a powerful aura, this is the cardinal archbishop of the Holy See!
That strong man in heavy armor and holding a large shield, look at the cross on the armor, is it a member of the Knights Templar?At the Martial Saint level, is it the head or the deputy head?
And that woman in a black robe must be a nun from Notre Dame, such nuns at the Martial Saint level are rare.
Not to mention the latter two, the Cardinal Archbishop must at least have the strength of the peak Martial Saint level.

Thinking of the battle on the banks of the Rhine and the horror that covered the entire battlefield, Zhang Ang felt like he was about to break out in a cold sweat.

However, now there is no avoidance, no hiding, only one fight!
The Viking Pirate King looked solemnly, pulled out the square hammer on his waist and grasped it tightly, and exchanged glances with Arnold, and then the two of them slowly lifted into the air and flew towards the sky.

After hesitating for a second or two, Zhang Ang gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and then flew into the sky.

It's nothing more than a clone, a loss is a loss, I just hope that the Viking Pirate King and Arnold can escape.

However, Zhang Ang also knows that this possibility is not great. The Vikings are a nation living on the sea, and the ship is their home. More than [-]% of the Vikings in the world, only some old and weak women and children are left on the Viking Island.

Yes, relying on the strength of the Martial Saint class, it is possible for the Viking Pirate King and Arnold to escape, but the following ships, these Vikings
Therefore, it is impossible for them to escape, no matter how seriously injured they are, they will fight to the death!
Standing next to the Viking Pirate King and Arnold, Zhang Ang pulled out the stainless steel kitchen knife, and confronted the strong men of the Holy See indifferently.

But it is obvious that the gap in strength cannot be made up. Even before the fight, they have been completely suppressed by the Holy See in terms of momentum.

The difference in strength is easy to see. Regardless of their aura, the red and gold-rimmed robes on the opposite side show their strength. Everyone understands what this dress represents.

That is the symbol of the most powerful peerless powerhouses of the Holy See under the "Pope"!

A sad atmosphere began to spread in the fleet of Viking pirates. The Viking pirates stared at the sky and their leader.There is no fear or anger on their faces, but they are full of tragic fighting spirit!

They silently took out their weapons, cut open their palms, raised their rough hands high, and let the blood flow down, it was a sign of a deadly battle!That's a sign of desperate battle!

I don't know who started it, and the original and rough singing sounded on the Viking ship, from messy to neat, from neat to loud, its melody is simple, but impassioned and full of power.

Zhang Ang couldn't understand the meaning of the lyrics in these songs, but he could feel the surging fighting spirit contained in them!
Listening to the singing from the opposite side, looking at the three opponents flying into the air, the fourth cardinal, Lord San Marco's face was still extremely calm, and he sighed softly: "Hey, no matter how much you hear the mourning of the defeated dog It’s always so comforting.”

Then he looked behind him and gave the order: "For the sake of the Lord, let us crush them!"

As he spoke, he opened his hands and raised them up high, as if holding a mountain.

Following his movements, the endless sea water surged high and rushed to the sky, and they surged more and more, forming a huge sea wave.

The waves rose higher and higher, higher and higher, ten meters, 20 meters, 30 meters, 50 meters... like a huge, towering wall.

Then, with a vigorous wave of his hands, it had already filled the sky, and the mountain-like wall of sea water rushed towards the Viking fleet not far away!

This is the secret of the Holy See, a peerless magic skill.

big flood!
(End of this chapter)