The Steam Warship carrying out the support mission rapidly approached its target. They had no intention of setting up a bridge between the two ships; that would be far too inefficient.
Once they had closed to a certain distance, the navy soldiers who had been waiting on deck immediately raised the crossbows in their hands and fired two navy-specialized grappling lines toward the opposite ship.
With a soft whoosh, the grappling lines streaked through the air above the sea.
In the blink of an eye, the two specially made steel cables linked the two warships together.
The water mages, led by Jabbar, had clearly been prepared for this.
While the Sea Race forces had yet to show themselves, they had not been idle. They had all undergone the relevant training, and each of them had already prepared an identical specially made pulley.
Immediately afterward, they looped the pulleys onto the steel cables and rapidly slid across to the opposite ship.
At this moment, the daily physical training that Great Zhou's mages had to undergo had clearly come in handy. The water mages were all fairly nimble, and they did not drop the ball at this crucial moment.
"Hurry! Move, move!"
Not dropping the ball was one thing, but there were more than seventy mages aboard this ship, not to mention the navy soldiers. Transferring everyone would still take quite some time.
Just then, the ship's deck suddenly exploded from underneath. Amid a spray of splintered wood, a massive figure sprang out and then landed on the deck with a bang.
The sound made the hearts of the water mages who had yet to retreat to the opposite ship leap uncontrollably twice.
They turned around, and a massive figure as imposing as an iron tower immediately entered their eyes. It was