Amid the others' surprise and discussion.
The Grand Text Society Leader and the Seeker Leader hurried out of the cabin.
Following everyone's gazes, they saw two figures chasing and colliding like meteors between sea and sky.
The battered Religious Leader, Seydou, flew through the air ahead. His golden holy robe had been shredded into strips, leaving a trail of blood behind him.
Behind him, a charcoal-black figure rode a skeleton in pursuit. Fresh flesh was pushing through the dead skin, like a demon reborn through fire.
Wu Heng had won?
And now he was hunting Seydou down!
The Elf Leader's expression was filled with shock and disbelief. The Dwarf Leader's feelings were more complicated—beyond the same surprise, he also gritted his teeth over losing the strange item.
The Church's history was far too ancient. Even though the Association now presided over the larger situation, it could only barely suppress the Church and make them act within the rules.
Yet before their eyes stood the Church, with its thousand-year history, the world's only Orthodox Church.
After declaring a holy war, it had actually been defeated by a Necromancer who had only just become a hero.
What they witnessed today would surely leave a bold mark in the history of every race.
The Grand Text Society scholars aboard the fleet immediately took out paper and pens to record everything. Some even began sketching the scene before them.
The Religious Leader gritted his teeth and accelerated again, trying to approach the Association ships.
Boom~!
A massive curtain of water rose from the sea and blocked his path. The Religious Leader slashed down with his sword, and sword qi tore through the water curtain.
Energy exploded again, kicking up towering waves.
The Association flagship rocked violently, and the scholars clung desperately to the masts.