"The cabin's taking on water!"
"Oh no!"
"Enemy attack!"
The battle erupted so suddenly that the Holy Domain powerhouses aboard the ship had yet to react before the ghosts launched their ambush.
"The ship is their target!"
The few Holy Domain powerhouses were relatively calm once they realized this, but the other Church personnel accompanying them had all gone pale.
They had long heard that the Misty Sea was fraught with danger, but they had never expected even the senses of Holy Domain powerhouses to be affected.
"Your Excellency..."
Before the middle-aged captain could finish speaking, the four Holy Domain powerhouses had already leaped out and engaged the attacking ghosts.
As for the people accompanying them aboard the ship, they had clearly been treated as expendable pawns.
Even if they had the ability to seal the breach, the four could not be bothered to help.
Raffaele easily tore apart one ghost, only for new ghosts to surge forward immediately after. In the blink of an eye, he had personally slain dozens of ghosts.
Yet the number of ghosts on the battlefield did not decrease in the slightest. The ship they had arrived on was already slowly sinking, and seawater gradually flooded over the deck.
From time to time, they could still hear the miserable screams of sailors being attacked by ghosts.
The four Holy Domain powerhouses, focused entirely on locating the Ghost Ship's true body, turned a deaf ear to it all.
"Raffaele, something is wrong. The Misty Sea is these ghosts' territory, and this environment is extremely favorable to them.
The rising mist can conceal their movements. Finding the Ghost Ship's true body here will be far too difficult!"
Puchino tried to persuade him tactfully.
They had entered the Misty Sea this time to help, not to risk