With the death of the monster in the sea, the raging wind and rain finally subsided. The gloomy sky hung low, and the thick clouds seemed to be within reach. The violent raindrops turned into a pitter-pattering curtain of rain at some point. The sea surface rose and fell restlessly, but it no longer had the previous fury of tearing everything apart.
Eternal Life Blessing Cult's ship has disappeared from sight. Captain Remington can only command the traumatized Adventurer and continue to move forward arduously but resolutely, relying on some kind of intuition about the sea brought by his rich experience.
However, not long after they escaped from the crisis, a more intense crisis came silently.
Ahead, a layer of gray-white mist that could not be dissolved rose from the sea like a living thing and spread quickly, swallowing up the entire sea area in the blink of an eye. Visibility was reduced to an extremely dangerous distance at this time, and all that was left was the monotonous sound of waves lapping against the ship's hull, and the occasional dull sound of reef collisions coming from deep in the thick fog.
This fog came too quickly and at the right time, not like a natural fog.
Remington stood next to the rudder, his whole figure was like a statue integrated with the hull, only his falcon-like eyes shone sharply in the thick fog. He lowered his breath and raised all his senses to the extreme. His ears caught every subtle difference in the echo of the waves hitting the rocks, and his body felt the smallest tremors transmitted by the water through the hull.
Under his command, the Adventurer was like a blind man walking on a ladder full of blades. Every tiny turn was extremely thrilling. The dull friction sound of the hull scraping against the underwater rocks was clearly audible, and it narrowly avoided those hidden deadly fangs.
"Hold on tight, don't move." The captain's cold voice could be clearly heard in the dead fog.
Just when everyone was tensing up and praying for a safe passage through this fog of death, a sudden change occurred that no one could have expected.
A blurry and long black shadow tore out from the depths of the thick fog without any warning, slamming into the Adventurer's hull at an alarming speed and with a suffocating sense of oppression.
Time seemed to freeze for a moment. Everyone's pupils suddenly shrank. It was a ship that was much smaller than the Adventurer, but more narrow, long, and swift. There were gray-white sails swaying on the ship, and Scarlet Cross Emblem was printed on the canvas, which was particularly dazzling even in the thick fog.
There is no doubt that it is Eternal Life Blessing Cult's ship.
With a loud noise, the two ships collided and instantly shattered all the dead silence. The hulls of both sides invariably let out the pitiful wails of overwhelmed beasts, like dying giant beasts. Broken wood chips and disconnected cables shot out in all directions, making sharp cracks in the thick fog.
The Adventurer's hull was violently knocked sideways, and everyone on the deck instantly lost their balance. Screams and groans of pain were mixed with the dull sound of falling. Seawater poured in crazily along the gap where the two ships collided, making a terrifying sound of crashing.
"The enemy is attacking, prepare to fight!" Captain Remington was the first to react, and his voice was like thunder, exploding in the chaos.
Li Wen grabbed the rope on the mast at the moment of the impact, and his body swayed lightly as the hull tilted. Her eyes penetrated the thick fog and locked on the ship with the scarlet cross hanging on it. The shadowy people on the deck appeared like weeds. They waved their weapons and their fanatical shouts were distorted in the fog.
The whistling sound of iron hooks breaking through the air came from the thick fog, and several hooks with barbs Subordinate Gods were thrown from the ship, firmly biting the side of the Adventurer's ship. Amidst the harsh sound of wood chips colliding with iron tools, the two ships were forcibly pulled closer, and the hulls were squeezed to make a tooth-aching groan.
"For eternal life! For the Blessed One!"
Fanatic shouts penetrated the fog, and dozens of believers in gray and white robes climbed along the hook ropes. The scarlet cross embroidered on their chests glowed with blood in the fog. The one rushing at the front was a red-haired woman. There were faint dark red lines flowing under her skin. Her nails were covered with scarlet flesh at some point, and sharp Bone Blade extended from them. Behind her was a vague shadow, and every time she took a step, the shadow would wrap around like a living creature.
Remington spat and drew his saber with his backhand. "Brothers, get in position! Hold the port side!"
The sailors of the Adventurer followed the order and rushed forward, and the two sides immediately started fighting.
Fu Qingyan staggered back due to the impact, and did not stop until its back hit the mast. She looked at the swarming enemies, biting her lower lip slightly with her teeth. The elf girl Sugar who had been following him was trying to aim with a short bow, but her trembling hands caused the arrow to hit the deck diagonally.
"Don't panic." Fu Qingyan suddenly spoke, his voice unexpectedly calm, "Recall the feeling of practicing archery. The key point of archery lies in concentration, not how accurate the aim is."
Hearing this, Sugar took a deep breath, trying to calm her rapid heartbeat, and she drew the bowstring again.
With a "swish" sound, an arrow shot out of the air and accurately penetrated the throat of a gray-robed believer who was about to pounce. Blood sprayed like spring water, making the scarlet cross emblem even more dazzling.
If this situation happened in reality, this young high school girl would probably turn pale and vomit, but with the concept of "this is just a game", she didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and she even felt a little irritated.
Fu Qingyan didn't say anything, just nodded slightly to express good work.
The battle on the field has entered an anxious state, and even these players seem to have to be involved in it, so she recalled the "Basic Close Combat Analysis" she had read in the Leicester library before. Knowledge Path's ability was activated at this time, and those originally obscure words became extremely clear at this moment.
Several believers in gray and white robes noticed them at this moment, and rushed forward, holding harpoons high and shouting fanatical slogans.
Fu Qingyan's face remained unchanged. She pulled out the dagger she carried with her and rushed towards the enemy with a single arrow. When the dagger was swung out, the descriptions in her mind that were just cold words suddenly came to life. They were not imitating, but instantly understood the principles behind the words - the enemy's center of gravity, the angle at which the harpoon was thrust, and the best path for her own muscles to exert force.
The originally jerky movements seemed to be pulled by invisible threads, becoming smooth and precise.
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The short knife did not hit the harpoon head-on, but slid in against the harpoon like a poisonous snake, accurately cutting into the armpit of the opponent's harpoon-holding arm. The gray-robed believer let out a miserable scream, and the harpoon fell from his hand, and the whole person fell forward due to severe pain and loss of balance.
Then Fu Qingyan changed his steps and used the same technique to knock down several other believers, making them lose the ability to resist.
At the other end of the chaotic battlefield, Li Wen looked at the enemy ship with a scarlet cross sail. On the deck of that ship, a figure who was dressed completely different from the others stood there. The shining Red Cross Ring in his hand was extremely conspicuous at this time.
That guy should be the boss of Eternal Life Blessing Cult.
Realizing this, Li Wen flew into the air and attacked the man. The one who had the same idea as her was Moria. He stepped forward, jumped over the fierce battle on the side of the ship, and landed on the enemy's deck.