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"That group of Vastians drove away your relatives, occupied your temple, and occupied your dragon veins. Now they are still defending the city and refusing to surrender. Do you really want to turn a blind eye to them?"

Ling's words made Ishtar narrow his eyes, and his body unconsciously exuded powerful dragon power.

The surrounding fish that were biting the corpse suddenly fled in fear, and the mage apprentices on the boat even crawled to the ground.

Only the magic swordsmen were barely able to stand, relying on the weapons in their hands, but they had basically lost their combat effectiveness.

"You are exposing my wounds, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Ishtar frowned coldly, with a trace of killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"It's not me who did this to you, but those Vastians. For all reasons, your anger should be directed towards them."

Relying on the divinity in her body to resist the opponent's dragon power, Ling pointed at the harpies hovering over the Golden Stone Fortress and said:

"If you do nothing at this moment, you will never gain the trust of believers."

"Hmph, as long as the Siren Banshees want to return to Golden Chao Island to live, they can't do without me." Ishtar snorted coldly and looked at the Harpies with twinkling eyes.

"As far as I know, the number of siren banshees is currently very low. If all of them are lost in this battle, I'm afraid you will lose all your followers."

Ling's words were like a needle sticking into Ishtar's heart, causing her expression to change drastically.

She is a pure-blood dragon born from the body of her mother Tiamat, and has no other followers of her own race.

The siren banshees and dragon veins of Jinchao Island are the source of her power and the foundation for her to achieve the position of Dragon God.

Without these two things, she is just an ordinary dragon demigod. It is simply impossible to compete with other dragon kings for the position of dragon god.

The Siren Banshee family is her basic base. If they are all wiped out, it will take many years to recover.

She is now just one step away from becoming a god. If she cannot ignite the fire of God because she loses all her followers, then all her efforts over the years will be in vain.

When she thought of this, Ishtar's face turned blue and red, but looking at the power of the dragon veins in the sky, she could only sigh helplessly and said:

"It's not that I don't want to join the siege, it's just that I can't."

"Now the two dragon vein nodes on Jinchao Island have been destroyed, and the power of the dragon vein has overflowed. All magic will be doubled in power."

"If I use my skills, it will immediately cause a chain reaction. By then, the island may have sunk before the city is destroyed."

"..." Ling turned her head and glanced at the rock gun still standing on the sea, and was speechless.

"In this case, we can only persuade him to surrender."

. . . . . . . . . . . .

On the wall of the Golden Stone Fortress, Tristan looked helplessly at the harpies and sirens circling in the sky, wishing he could grow two wings and fly into the sky to kill them all.

"Tristan, there was news from the sentry just now that Drake's men are landing on beaches in the south and north." Dais walked up to the city wall and said solemnly:

"There are Regedo and Shire in the north, so don't worry about it for the time being, but in the south..."

"I'll take people to snipe." Tristan glanced at the Spray Knights, who only had more than 100 people left, hesitated for a moment, and gritted his teeth.

"No, let me go." Desmond held Tristan down, a smile suddenly appeared on his face full of grooves, and he nodded with satisfaction.

"Lord Desmond..."

The young knight wanted to break free from Desmond's arm, but found that his strength was far inferior to that of his opponent, which made him look surprised.

He did not expect that this knight mentor, who was already over seventy years old and had become shabby, still possessed such a level of power.

"Tristan!"

"Yes!"

Tristan, who had received a strict knightly education, stood up straight as a conditioned reflex and raised the knight's sword in front of his forehead.

Seeing Tristan's actions, Desmond looked serious. Without giving Tristan any time to react, he knelt down on one knee, pulled out the sword from his waist, raised his hands, and said in a deep voice:

"With honor and loyalty, I, Desmond Volantis, in the presence of Orric, God of the Sea, become your sword and shield, and I will be loyal until death."

"Lord Desmond, he is just an illegitimate child!"

The five purple-eyed knights following Desmond showed expressions of astonishment and were at a loss for a moment.

"Tristan's character, skills, and achievements are enough to make him the head of the Volantis family. Leonardo is dead. I can't let the glory of the family fall into the hands of a dandy."

At this time, Desmond was like a lion, letting out a deafening roar.

Seeing Desmond's determined expression, he then looked at Tristan's scarred armor and face covered in dust and sweat.

Even the few knights who were very indifferent to Tristan's identity had to admit it.

Compared with the orthodox heir who is immersed in the gentle land and can't even ride a horse, Tristan is more suitable to be the head of the Volantis family.

"Keeping my honor and loyalty, I, Scot Volantis, under the witness of the sea god Orric, will be your sword and shield, and I will fight for you until death."

"With honor and loyalty, I, William Volantis..."

"With honor and loyalty, I, Volantis of Kuwait..."

"With honor and loyalty, I, Bob Volantis..."

"With honor and loyalty, I, Rector Volantis..."

Seeing Tristan in a daze, Desmond, who was still kneeling on one knee, reminded: "Tristan, your background does not determine everything. Leonardo's choice to keep you by his side has already explained everything."

Tristan, who was awakened by the old knight's words, looked at the earnest eyes of several family knights, put his knight's sword on the shoulders and backs of the knights, and issued a sonorous and powerful oath:

"May my destiny rest on your sword, may the grace of the ancestors and Poseidon protect you forever, and may the Volantis family prosper forever."

"May House Volantis prosper forever."

After the oath was completed, Tristan looked at Desmond and said solemnly: "Lord Desmond, I leave the Knights of the Spray to you. I hope you can bring them back safely."

"The people are here and the flag is here." Desmond's fist hit his chest, making a dull sound of steel clashing.

Soon, the west gate opened wide, smoke filled the air, and the wave flag gradually faded away.

Standing at the top of the city, Tristan's eyes were slightly red, he bowed deeply and walked firmly towards the east gate.

No matter what, he will fight to the end in this war.

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"Lady Claudia, cavalry appears in the north!"

"Did you really come?"

Hearing the sound of the scouts from the lookout, Claudia, who was directing the pirates to land, raised her head, with a strong murderous intent flashing in her eyes.

In a previous setback in port, she lost 10 personal guards.

These 10 personal guards are all members of her tribe, elite warriors she brought out with her own hands.

In more than ten years of fighting, they had not suffered any casualties, but this time they died at the hands of the Knights of the Spray. She would make the other party pay the price no matter what.

Only by destroying all these knights can the hatred in her heart be eliminated.

"Lady Claudia, you can't go up. Your injury..."

"Go away, whoever blocks my path, I will kill first?" Looking at the first officer blocking her, Claudia was furious.

"Even if you want to chop me, I will stop you." Looking at the knife on his neck, the first mate showed a bitter smile on his face:

"We are not direct descendants of Drake. If you die in the battle, there will only be two outcomes for us people."

"Either be taken over by Drake and be inferior to others from now on."

"Or be separated from the Drake and become a pirate from now on."

"If this is the case, we might as well have died victoriously on Longwu Island."

"..." Claudia was silent for a while, slowly put down the knife, sighed and said:

"Sorry, I was too impulsive."

"It doesn't matter, Lady Claudia, we are your people. Wherever your blade points is the direction in which we charge. We are willing to fight to the death for you!"

The first mate took off his hat, bowed deeply, and said solemnly.

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Okay, give me the order. All naval members, except the gunners and signalmen, check the ammunition and guns and prepare to land!"

Looking at the soldiers with high morale, Claudia waved the [Hydra Blade], pointed at the Knights of the Waves who had begun to form, and roared:

"Let us fight tooth for tooth, eye for eye!"

"A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye!"

"A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye!"