1284 Naval Battle Part 1 (1/2)

Fycro was smart, and smart people definitely did not choose paths with no options.

However, even if Saleen knew that Fycro intended to use him, he intended to try his luck at Alchemy City with the Bug Angel Armors he had. The Devil Flying Armors were made specifically for demons, but the Bug Angel Armors were suitable for many species.

With an ally like Grand Duke Iron Blood by his side, Saleen would be able to cut his losses considerably.

While the Grand Duke had no intentions of losing too many of his troops, the venture was worthwhile. His interests at sea were limited to Cloudflow due to Alchemy City.

Even after he took out Lianyun City, he had no intentions of expanding his forces further, as Alchemy City could stab him in the back at any moment.

Alchemy City had control of the sea routes, making Lianyun City lose its economic value, and was self-sustainable, so it had no fear of being harassed by the Grand Duke.

The preparations continued through the end of October. The weather had gotten cold, which was a great opportunity for both Saleen and Grand Duke Iron Blood. Alchemy City rarely deployed warships to hunt magic beasts during winter.

The Floating City was unable to fly all the way to Alchemy City. Saleen dropped at a certain depth beneath the waterline, following right behind the Ancient and heading south. The Floating City was too massive, so it had to slow down to 30 miles per hour when floating beneath the water surface.

It would take quite an amount of time to reach Alchemy City traveling at such speeds. Saleen took the opportunity to craft equipment onboard, while Grand Duke Iron Blood's 200,000 soldiers waited patiently.

The fleet headed south and the Ancient was escorted by 60 ships on its flanks, running into no trouble along the way. They were near Alchemy City.

The magic arrays on the Ancient were activated, and huge amount of magic nuclei were dumped into the magic power furnaces. The Ancient became shrouded in a layer of mist, covering the entire fleet.

The wind was nowhere near strong enough, and a patrol ship from Devil's Horn barged into the mist, finding their magic compass completely useless. The needle spun uncontrollably, making it impossible for them to tell direction.

The mist blocked out the sunlight. Everyone onboard lost sight and sense of direction.

The ship, which was only a little more than 50 meters long, shook violently, snapped in half, and sank.

”Use the scrolls!”

”Request for rescue!”

The sailors and troops aboard were thrown into chaos. A level 3 mage unleashed a scroll meant for SOS. A vermillion fireball shot into the air, but was quickly thrown off by a gale before it was able to even reach 20 meters.

Wild Wind spell!

The mage was unable to see it but they were able to sense it . They had run into an enemy.

The mist parted. Figures clad in crimson armor appeared on the broken ship. The group took less than half a minute to cover the distance between stern and bow and killed every single person who intended to escape by jumping into the waters.

The mage was unable to run. They only saw red shining on the spears of the warriors clad in red armor, which looked like flames of hell, before their throat was pierced with just a simple thrust.

Iron Blood Warriors were level nine warriors and a product of human body alchemic modifications. The number that Imposa was able to control was ten times what Saleen controlled. However, their combat capacity was weaker than ancient warriors.

But to troops below level nine, the Iron Blood Warriors were manifestations of death.

Patrol ships disappeared one after another on the outskirts of Devil's Horn, alerting the place in mere moments. Devil's Horn was shrouded by a layer of mist all year long and the warriors on the island all wore fully sealed armors.

The visors were actually made of pieces of crystals instead of just beehive-like holes, enabling them to see far into misty environments.

Saleen was no longer on the Floating City. He came to the Ancient and met up with the Grand Duke 's men, getting ready to assault Devil's Horn.

The Ancient accelerated, shrugging off the Floating City and heading straight for the island shrouded in mist.

The warriors were getting ready to depart from the ports on the island, when over a dozen warships rammed into the Ancient. The Ancient had instant acceleration powers, which came with a hefty fuel cost.

Grand Duke Iron Blood did not care for any of that. The Ancient crushed over a dozen warships from Devil's Horn, blocking the ports.

The ports of Devil's Horn were deepwater ports, deep enough to have even the Ancient parked there. However, the Ancient had only one thing to do—firing magic cannons and flinging projectiles at the port.

The power of the catapults was weak, but due to Imposa having installed too many puppets on the Ancient, they were capable of attacking by controlling hundreds of catapults. The cost of the catapults were far smaller than the magic cannons.

The catapults were able to hit the docks while the magic cannons were capable of shooting further. If it had not been for Devil's Horn having a mountain, the cannons' beams might have been able to reach half of the island.

Magic towers on the docks of Devil's Horn retaliated immediately.