Ian naturally had no idea what the Elf pirate Andor was thinking. Even if he had known, his answer would only have been, "Because my psionic power is strong!"
But this pirate captain was no mediocre fool. Realizing that the situation was utterly unfavorable and that there was no way he could complete the mission of attacking the Nearlight, he immediately chose to dive.
It was the only correct choice. No matter how overwhelming Gose's advantage was, a wind-aspected Ascender would never choose to enter the water and fight a naval combat armor.
But the old man did not abandon the pursuit.
"One hundred and thirty meters underwater at seven o'clock, diving rapidly!"
In the sky, responding to Ian's coordinates, the old man raised his cane.
He aimed it from afar at the armor rapidly descending beneath the waves. Violent gale winds spun swiftly through the air, sweeping several alchemical test tubes into their vortex. Red, blue, and purple powders and liquids fused amid lightning and intense heat, raising crackling arcs and sparks.
Alchemy: Fusion
A technique that transformed ordinary substrates into Origin Matter of a higher grade was used by the master with casual ease, without the slightest hesitation.
Everyone aboard the Nearlight could sense it. Centered on Master Gose, every raindrop in the air slowly evaporated amid a distinct smell of ionization and ozone. Andor, inside the submarine armor below, also widened his eyes in disbelief at the dangerous energy readings and high-energy weapon targeting warnings appearing on the armor's control panel.
"Plasma cannon?!"
He cried out, "I*****(Canaanmore curse), what kind of Empire humanoid heavy-firepower armor is this?!"
Andor tried to accelerate, but this was already the maximum speed. The pirate captain even directly pulled out the Elemental Core's power supply port and drove it into his own