"What kind of monster is this..."

On the deck of the Dauntless, Felix stared blankly at the eight tentacles rising into the sky like pillars of the world in the distance. His whole body was shaking uncontrollably. The indescribable fear made him unable to hold the sword in his hand. trend.

The other sailors behaved even more unbearably. Seeing that the silver dragon was helpless with the underwater monster for a while, they were desperately muttering something like, 'It's over, I will definitely die in the sea today', 'I don't want to be fished. "People eat me, I don't want to be eaten by fish-men" are words that will spread panic.

What's more, some were so frightened that they became incontinent on the spot and found it difficult to move.

If placed in some well-disciplined city-states, these people would probably be hacked to death on the spot by the supervising officer on the charge of 'disrupting the morale of the army'.

But after all, they were not city-state warriors, and Alyssa couldn't bring herself to use such an extreme method to restore military discipline.

At this time, the sahuagin and dire shark cavalry who had not been affected by the ice dragon's breath had already rushed over.

The first echelon of dire sharks jumped out of the sea, opened their ferocious mouths, and crashed straight into the side of the ship.

This is also their usual tactic against human ships.

Most of the Dire Sharks weigh more than six tons, and together with the shark man holding a trident on his back, the combined weight is probably as heavy as a steam locomotive.

Ordinary wooden structures often end up bursting with a hole on the spot before this majestic impact.

Countless sahuagin behind them stared at the dire sharks that pounced away with fanatical eyes. After these dire shark knights broke open the hull, they followed in and slaughtered humans and feasted on them to make up for the heavy consumption caused by traveling these days. physical fitness.

The next moment, the dire sharks hit the side of the ship one after another as they expected, and the wooden boards on it shattered.

But they themselves also had their heads bruised and bleeding, their brains splattered, and their faces had dull eyes of disbelief, and their whole bodies twitched and slowly sank to the sea.

It was just the strong smell of blood that prevented these severely injured dire sharks from sinking for long before they were torn apart and eaten by the crazed sahuagin.

The shark knights among them were undoubtedly even more unlucky. The shark knights behind them saw their companions in front of them hitting the iron plate one after another. When the sharks who were sitting down were about to make the same mistake again, they jumped up and rushed towards the top of the deck.

But how could the Dragon Knights on the deck, who were ready to attack, let them succeed so easily?

"Cut off their heads and cut off their claws!"

"fighting!!"

When a shark-man full of fangs pounced towards the deck, Herbert, who had just given the order, raised the broadsword in his hand heavily.

Poof!

The huge fish head immediately rose into the sky, rolled and landed on the deck, forming the shape of looking up at the stars, silently staring at the frightened sailors on the boat.

Immediately afterwards, more dragon knights slashed the swords in their hands, like undulating harvesters.

Large creatures that either lost their heads or were disemboweled fell to the ground or fell into the sea.

It was not until this moment that those marine creatures belatedly saw that behind the cracked wooden boards were dark and thick pure steel plates...

But before the knights had time to breathe a sigh of relief, they saw that the sahuagin, who had been stimulated by the majestic smell of blood and were about to go crazy, were poking at the gaps between the boards with their coral forks, using the sharp claws at the end of the fish's fins to ignore them. Everyone climbed towards the deck.

At the same time, a shark man finally took advantage of the gap between their swings and successfully rushed onto the deck. The furious shark man swept away with an anchor.

Immediately, an unlucky sailor flew out with joy, smashed a jib mast, and fell into the sea full of sahuagin with a desperate look on his face. He became silent in an instant.

But just as the shark-man roared up to the sky and was about to turn around and deal with the knights guarding the side of the ship, he heard an elf language next to his head:

Wild Blessing——[Fish’s Memory]!

Then the shark man suddenly looked confused:

"who I am?"

"Where am I?"

"What am I going to do?"

After being lost in philosophy for nearly seven seconds, this shark-man finally couldn't bear it anymore and didn't care. No matter who it was, just kill it!

But just when he waved the rusty iron anchor, his head suddenly seemed to be formatted, leaving only a blank:

"who I am?"

"Where am I?"

"What am I going to do?"

Perhaps this shark-man was too harmless, and the knights guarding the side of the ship didn't care about the fish that slipped through the net.

Because once they leave their position, there will be ten times a hundred times more people on the deck in an instant.

Just after the shark man repeated this cycle of sudden forgetfulness, thinking about the current situation, preparing for action, and forgetting again several times, a fresh shark head fell in front of him, and the two looked at each other.

The pungent smell of blood made the shark-man's eyes instantly turn scarlet and he became excited. When he saw the group of weak human sailors, he immediately gave up thinking.

He strode forward, raised the rusty iron anchor high in his hand, and was about to smash it into the crowd.

But then the familiar Elvish language sounded in his ears again:

Wild Blessing——[Power of Goose]!

The shark man felt that his body was being hollowed out in an instant, and he could no longer hold the heavy rusty iron anchor in his hand. It hit his instep with a bang. Immediately, he could not support his own weight, and he collapsed holding his feet in pain.

When he got down, he could no longer move except for twitching.

The originally fearful and desperate sailors saw that the previously unstoppable and powerful enemy suddenly seemed to have fallen ill. One of the sailors immediately overcame the fear in his heart and tentatively gave the shark man a knife, but the opponent's skin was extremely tough.

, the knife was inserted into it, and it was almost impossible to pull it out.

"Cut his neck! Poke his eyes!" someone reminded.

The sailor immediately complied.

At that moment, the memory effect of the previous blessed fish on the shark man finally faded, and countless memories and his combat missions came flooding back, but he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

He could only watch helplessly as the weak human sailor poked his own eyes with an 'iron needle'.

That kind of frustration and despair is hard to describe...

Although the battle on the ship's side was fierce, Herbert still focused part of his attention on the shark-man who broke through the defense line. If the sailors encountered a fatal threat, he would be necessary to rescue them.

If all the sailors died, they might not even be able to sail back.

But the magic that Cenarion displayed next made him feel weird and creepy, and at the same time, he secretly warned himself not to offend the other party for nothing.

Whether it is a magic that can plunge the target into 'chaos' or 'paralyze' the target, it is somewhat difficult to guard against.

But even so, the increasing pressure on the side of the ship made them feel a little bit too much.

"Captain Herbert! Is it time for Captain Alyssa to 'fish jump' the Dauntless? We can't hold on any longer!"

A rough voice suddenly came from the other side, which seemed to belong to Cenarion.

Herbert suddenly turned his head, and when he saw Cenarion, who had turned into a giant bear and slapped a shark-man into a U-shape, the corners of his eyes suddenly twitched, seeming to think of the other party's adopted son, who was also their original 404 teammate.

,Relf.

"Captain! We can't hold it anymore, ah, my arms!"

I saw the gray dwarf hammer on the side, and the entire chest of the shoulder armor, including the right arm, seemed to be exposed with bitten bones.

If it weren't for the quick eyesight and quick hands of the beholder Kike, who secretly stretched out a tentacle to pull the opponent back when he was about to suffer fatal injuries, I'm afraid it wouldn't be as simple as breaking off an arm, but the whole thing.

The brain is gone!

Just as Herbert was about to contact Captain Alyssa, a memory popped into his mind that stopped him:

‘No! The Dreadnaught’s diving mode needs time to recharge during the interval. Ours must be used to avoid deadly threats! Otherwise, once the squid targets it, it will be all over!’

So he glanced at the "Black Sea" full of debris in the distance, saw the lord who was fighting in the sky with the eight arms of the legendary octopus, and then glanced at Lus who was heading towards them on the coast.

Kan warship, gritted his teeth and said:

"Hold on! Hold on a little longer! 'Yu Leap' can't be used now!"

However, as the wounded and the defensive positions on the ship's side became vacant, more and more sahuagins and sharks swarmed onto the deck.

So Herbert then ordered:

"Captain Alyssa, container! We need suppressive fire!"

"Roger, Captain Herbert!" Alyssa responded.

As a result, the blood-stained deck separated into two deep doors driven by bursts of mechanical chain structures. Two metal cabinets, one silver and one red, were slowly lifted to the deck, and then stood up under the action of the machine brackets.

While covering the injured people, Herbert retreated to shrink the defense line, and then slapped the mechanism of the red cabinet with one hand. At the same time, Cenarion also slapped the other cabinet with a long shot.

As the two containers disintegrated and fell in all directions, the two steel golems inside were immediately revealed.

Among them, the silver one still adheres to the original standard design, looking majestic and arrogant, full of a sense of irresistible power.

But the red one goes against the original design concept of the golem. The whole body looks well-proportioned and slender, and it doesn't seem to have much protective power.

But it was Blaska who was inspired by Levi's earlier joke about "painting red paint and hitting a unicorn will make you three times faster", and used a batch of mithril to join the alloy smelting, allowing it to

While reducing its weight by multiples, it still maintains its original defensive attributes.

After the two golems lost the restraints of their four walls, they knelt down on one knee under their own weight like knights. A cockpit with a somewhat primitive design popped up behind them, waiting for the driver to ride.

"Let the soldiers who have lost the ability to fight go up first!"

Herbert roared at Cenarion, glanced at his company, and then said to the beholder:

"Kike, put the hammer in!"
To be continued...