That's a fake elf

"General Achilles, those shadow dragons have retreated!" A member of the Guards pulled out the dragon spine spear inserted into the shadow dragon's head, wiped off the cold dragon blood on his face, and shouted at Achilles. shouted.

"I saw it."

Achilles pulled out the [Sea-Covering Halberd] from the body of a shadow dragon, and directly knocked down the lizard man trainer who tried to resist, then looked at the group of shadow dragons flying towards the sea and said:

"Fit my chariot with new horses, then notify Haishang's fleet to block the port and intercept the [Chimera]."

"General, please don't act impulsively." After hearing Achilles' words, the guards looked horrified.

The Maritime Fortress is now in chaos, and Héctor is also seriously injured. At this time, instead of thinking about how to defend and save people, he pursues the enemy, and is likely to be counterattacked by the enemy.

"Shut up. The enemy has been defeated now. If we don't take this opportunity to pursue them and wait for them to regroup, we will lose the opportunity."

Achilles said angrily.

Although he didn't like these shadow dragons, he had to admit their lethality against battleships and ordinary warriors.

Even a Sea Dragon-class battleship will collapse if faced with the siege of more than ten shadow dragons at the same time.

Not to mention the pretender he fought with just now. The other party is very powerful. Once he joins forces with these lizardmen who control the shadow dragon, he may pose a greater threat to the Sea of ​​​​Fortress.

"General, please wait until Lord Ector recovers before..."

"By the time he recovers, it will be too late."

Achilles glanced at the impoverished personal guards, gave up the [Tide Chariot], and rushed towards the sea like a meteor.

"What should we do now?"

"What else can we do? You go and report the situation here to Lord Ector. I will go to the communications room and notify the fleet at sea to block the port."

"Okay, that's the only way to go now."

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Poseidon Temple

"High Priest Wade, I apologize to you on behalf of General Achilles." After hearing Wade's accusation against Achilles, Hector, who was lying on the hospital bed, forced himself to get out of bed and asked the bearded man in front of him. Half of the priests apologized.

"Okay, it's not the first day I've met him."

Wade quickly supported Hector, and while releasing the [Hydrotherapy Technique], he said with a wry smile:

"He's just a jerk. He just slaps his head and does things without thinking about the consequences."

"If you hadn't been mediating him all these years, he might have offended everyone in Haishang Fortress."

"Oh, thank you for your understanding. I don't know what's going on outside now."

Hector, who lay back on the bed, touched his abdomen and couldn't help but think of the backstab without warning.

"Your soldiers were ready to report to you just now, but they were driven away by me. According to them, the Shadow Dragon and Siren Banshee were repulsed."

Wade said casually while grinding the herbs:

"But Achilles couldn't bear it and went after him alone."

"You can't pursue." Hector looked shocked. He opened the quilt and was about to jump out of bed, but unexpectedly he fell to the ground.

The attacker disguised as His Highness, the force and angle of the attack were impeccable, leaving him no time to react. If it hadn't been for the opponent's last hit, he would have been dead by now.

But even so, the dark magic on the opponent's sword still caused him to be seriously injured, and he could not recover in a short time.

Wade resettled Hector on the bed, applied herbal medicine to him, and said calmly:

"Okay, with your current body, there's no point in going out. You won't be able to walk more than a few steps before you pass out."

"Your men have already gone to notify the fleet at sea to blockade the port."

"If there were no accidents, there would have been an exchange of fire by now."

"It's over, everything is over." Hearing this, Ector's eyes darkened and he fainted.

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on the sea

Vesemir, the captain of the Radon, received the notice from the command center. Although he was a little confused that the order was not issued by General Achilles or Captain Ector, he still chose to execute it.

Just as the two Sea Dragon-class warships docked at the port and the patrol ships were preparing to conduct a blockade mission, a commotion suddenly broke out on the [Ladon] and [Nemoa].

"What's wrong? What happened?" Vesemir felt cold all over as soon as he walked out of the communication room.

It turned out that the [Chimera] suddenly opened fire on the patrol ships without warning, and seven of the patrol ships that were caught off guard sank in an instant.

Others were also caught in the chaos, fighting fires.

The [Ladon] and [Nemoa] were also boarded by the Naga swordsmen at some unknown time.

Leading this group of Naga swordsmen are two female swordsmen, one is a human and the other is a little girl with six arms.

Under their weapons, no soldier could survive for more than 10 seconds.

"How did they appear in the port?" Vesemir said in disbelief.

"Captain, it's the Queen Anne's Revenge!" The soldiers on the observation deck shouted in horror as they pointed at the black battleship protected by gargoyles at the outlet.

"Put me through the Scylla and ask them to come back for reinforcements as soon as possible!"

Vesemir drew out the command sword from his waist, and while directing the sailors to fire, blocking the advancement of the Naga swordsmen, he roared at the communications soldier.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a huge wave suddenly hit the battleship. Without any precautions, nearly a hundred soldiers flew out of the battleship and fell into the sea.

Vesemir was also beaten to pieces, and he finally crawled out from the pile of instruments.

Looking out the window, Vesemil was stunned.

I saw a giant sea beast several times larger than the [Ladon] and [Nemoa] combined, ravaging the [Nemoa].

Its body was so huge that the battle-experienced sailors almost lost the faith to fight the moment they saw it.

"Leviathan!"

Seeing Leviathan's eyes like little suns looking at him, Vesemir felt chills all over his body.

Once upon a time, he even boasted that if he encountered the four sea monsters, he would use the magic crystal cannon on his battleship to leave parts of their bodies as trophies.

Now that I think about it, I am really ignorant and fearless.

This kind of semi-god-level giant beast, even if the gods come here, they may have no choice but to flee.

"hidden!"

Seeing a water ball hundreds of meters in diameter condensed from Leviathan's mouth, Vesemir's expression changed and he immediately issued an order to all the soldiers.

But he was still one step too late after all.

Countless water blades split from the huge water ball and enveloped the sailors like ground-attack missiles.

Blades and shields made of steel are no tougher than pieces of paper under their power, let alone mortal flesh.

In an instant, the two battleships seemed to have turned into a hell on earth, with broken limbs and broken arms everywhere.

The exquisite battleship became riddled with holes in an instant.

Hundreds of wounded soldiers could only drag their mutilated bodies and crawl towards their comrades, but before they reached a safe place, they were already harvested by the Naga swordsmen.

"It's over, it's over this time."

Vesemir looked at the sailors who were almost completely wiped out by Leviathan's attack. There was a look of despair in his eyes, and he unconsciously placed the command sword in his hand across his neck.

"Captain, wait, General Achilles is here!"

The signal soldier pointed at the figure speeding on the sea and shouted excitedly.

Vesemir finally showed a look of hope on his face.

Yes, as long as Achilles is not defeated, they are not defeated.