Beating Up My Teammates 2/3

As the Pan-Hellenic Alliance fleet advanced, Leviathan Giant Serpents coiled upward from the depths while frenzied large and small sea monsters gathered in waves, blocking them layer by layer and slowing the fleet's progress.

The battles across the front, center, and rear of the allied forces were equally intense.

On the Roman side.

"Flower Scatter Sky Curtain!"

Clad in Deity's Ceremonial Robes, the Rose Emperor let out a sharp cry and swung her oddly shaped crimson curved greatsword, sweeping at the small and medium frenzied sea monsters that had leaped up from beneath the water at close range.

Empowered by the deep crimson True Body Machine God behind her, Nero expanded the force field around her. Petals formed from aether danced through the air, spiraling in every direction to create a dense barrage that sliced the magical beasts in its path into sashimi.

Before long, amid flying flesh and blood, the sea before Nero and the nearby decks were piled with the attackers' corpses—each one a medal soaked in blood.

"Blood of Ares! Burn!"

Penthesilea stood back-to-back with Nero, the chained mace in her hand extending and retracting freely as it whistled through the air. She commanded the Amazon Warriors to draw their bows and clear the mid-range obstacles. Divine-patterned arrows crashed down like meteors, brutally plowing a bloody path through the sea-monster-choked route.

"Curse Technique: Blazing Sky!"

"Curse Technique: Crushing Sky!"

"Curse Technique: Icy Sky!"

Meanwhile, in another group atop the mast, Tamamo no Mae bit her fingertip and used blood as a medium, swiftly writing in midair and drawing talismans one after another.

The divine patterns drew in aether from every direction, gathering and condensing it into dark-red fireballs, pale-cyan Wind Blades, blue-white ice spikes, and other spell projectiles of varying attributes. Like a rain of flowers filling