blueteamnovel Chapter 368 - 309 I Will Strike as a Dragon Knight!
Chapter 368 - 309 I Will Strike as a Dragon Knight!
Chapter 368: Chapter 309 I Will Strike as a Dragon Knight!
As the dream of the [Slumbering God Kraken] fully descended, the grotesque murderer from the nightmare reverted to his original form. Dressed in formal wear, with a top hat and a thick grimoire in hand, he resembled a dashing gentleman from the Old Continent. Yet, he gradually became as hazy as Luanyun City above his head.
An existence beyond the norm, a true dream, had torn a gash in the still-immature [Golden Law], bestowing upon him, a devotee, the protection of the Slumbering God. Even with a Giant Dragon and five Bipedal Wyverns overhead, all shining with a silver radiance as if they could shred him to pieces at any second, his face remained tranquil. He stated calmly, "So what if there’s an aerial knight squadron of Giant Dragons and Bipedal Wyverns? I have my Lord’s protection and the Phantom Fleet within His belly.
"While I haven’t granted them the permission to traverse freely between the Material World and the Dream Realm, remote attacks are more than enough to blow you all to smithereens.
"All hands, on my authority as Yemengade, open fire!"
Hearing the young man utter this codename of an Evil God from Bayfolk mythology, and seeing the battle line arrayed above her, Catherine was instantly on high alert. At that moment, the real city and the ethereal one above it seemed like two massive warships arrayed side by side. Luanyun City, positioned above, held the absolute "upper hand." Due to the Dream Realm’s characteristic Spatial Distortion, even its random cannon fire was guaranteed to hit the International Port below. Although the International Port possessed the formidable Seventh Fleet, tasking them with targeting airborne threats was indeed asking too much. This was clearly shaping up to be a one-sided massacre.
The next moment, streaks of blue-green light burst through the hazy mist overhead, violently tearing through the dim sky.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!...
However, despite a series of thunderous cannon blasts, the anticipated deluge of artillery fire did not rain down. Instead, fragments of ships, corpses, helm wheels, and even cannons came CRASHING down from the sky like broken trash. Many of the items bore the silver cross of the Church or the White Rose emblem of the York Family.
This unexpected turn caused the previously confident smile on "Yemengade’s" face to instantly freeze.
"What’s going on?!"
He quickly looked up, only to see a juggernaut of a First-Class Battleship. It was like a brazen crab or a troublemaking street ruffian, rampaging through the city streets now submerged in seawater. The 112 heavy guns on both sides of the ship thundered incessantly. Blessed with ghostly fire from the spirits, those 32-pounder heavy cannons could, at close range, sink a small schooner with just a few shots. Sometimes, when cannonades felt too slow, the colossal warship simply used its steel-hard hull to ram and crush smaller vessels.
At the same time, a voice, though filled with a cold, deathly aura, yet still thunderous and imperious enough to overwhelm the cannonade, echoed in the sky:
"Usually, these curs disappear in a puff of smoke at the slightest provocation, but today they’ve surprisingly gathered together! In that case, I won’t hold back.
"Come on, teach them how to be proper ghosts!"
"At your command, Your Highness! ROAR!"
The ghost sailors aboard began singing their battle song:
"The raven soars over my vast territory;
Ballads of war, tales of legend, all fated;
I am both shield and spear;
Sharing sorrows, plundering the enemy dead..."
The Blue Dragon King was undeniably one of the mightiest First-Class Battleships on the seas, and Storm Knight, its ship spirit, lived up to its reputation as the finest in the world. In their dominance, they met no equal. Blue-green cannonfire flickered. No warship in the enemy’s battle line could withstand the concentrated bombardment from 112 guns; other hostile vessels met their doom upon encountering the Blue Dragon King.
Defeated Ghost Ships either sank into eternal silence, plunging into the deep seabed, or were violently ejected into the Material World by a fierce explosion. Following the inherent rules of the shipwreck graveyard, a small portion of their Divine Light was absorbed by the Blue Dragon King, while the bulk became nourishment for the Kraken.
Seeing that familiar silhouette, Yemengade’s face couldn’t help but turn a shade paler, and he bellowed angrily, "Lancaster, it’s you troublemakers again!
"Even after centuries as royalty, you scumbags never shed the crudeness, savagery, and lawlessness of your North Bay Folks ancestors! You thoroughly deserved to be cast down from the throne.
"You should have been grateful for the mercy of my Lord, who allowed you to linger in the Mortal World after death, instead of causing trouble at every turn for the Deep Dive Church that serves my Lord!"
Prince Edmund Lancaster of Sorenburg stood upon the forecastle of the Blue Dragon King. Clad in his Navy Marshal Uniform, the towering and burly prince paid no heed to Yemengade’s threats. He mercilessly continued to order the bombardment, retorting sharply, "What a joke! Our survival to this day is only because we pack the hardest punch.
"I’m already dead, what can you do to me?
"If you’re able, have your master take another bite at me!"
The Lancasters, a Royal Family for centuries, indeed found it hard to shed the roguish legacy of their Pirate forebears. Of course, this was also because Storm Knight was an advanced class stemming from Pirate. Even cloaked in the guise of a Knight, its fundamental nature remained unchanged.
As he spoke, a gaze filled with infinite affection stealthily fell upon Catherine, who looked somewhat teary-eyed at the sight of him.
The shipwreck graveyard had never been isolated from the outer world. Edmund, constantly devouring the souls of his foes, was naturally well aware of the state of the Kingdom of Hightens after his family’s downfall.