The Third Defensive Form

The Ghost Ship and its crew were the main force fighting the Ten-Thousand-Bone Giant. The situation was extremely grim.

Every swing of the Ten-Thousand-Bone Giant tore apart several ships. By now, more than half of the support vessels that had rushed to the front lines had been destroyed.

The only reason they had held on this long was because they had piled up a defensive line with ship after ship and life after life.

At first, everyone had been filled with passion, streaming through the sea vortex to provide reinforcements. But as the battle dragged on, fewer and fewer ships emerged from the vortex, and the incoming supplies could no longer keep up with the losses.

Engineering Guy watched helplessly as a level-four boat was smashed into scraps upon the sea with a single slap of the giant palm, like a sheet of paper. The passion in his heart turned entirely into fury.

The ragtag fleet they had hastily assembled had managed to hold out until now. That alone was a miracle.

Engineering Guy looked up at the Whispering Tower livestream broadcast on the large screen and saw Ling Chu risking her life as she climbed the Moss Giant's chest. Something stirred within him.

Even the Ghost Ship was fighting this desperately. As a veteran Pirate Hunter fleet, the Mechanical Fortress Ship had even less reason to hide in the rear and watch.

Ling Chu, don't you dare let me down!

Engineering Guy clenched his fists and gave the order in a deep voice. "Activate the third defensive form!"

The first mate beside the Captain looked troubled and hurriedly tried to persuade him. "Captain, we only have one Intermediate Mana Stone left. We were saving it for an emergency to preserve our lives. Are we really using it here?"

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