At that thought, Duke Morissent felt a surge of relief. Fortunately, the Sea King had been damaged and then repaired. Dean Sost's limited technical abilities had kept him from restoring it completely, so he had settled for recovering its combat power at the expense of its endurance, establishing a supply point at Black Forest Port to keep it fighting through a supply conduit. That not only confined the Sea King's operational range to the area around Black Forest Port, but also left it with a major weakness they could exploit.
Just then, Duke Morissent received a message from the Ghost Butler. He immediately coordinated with the operation and stepped up his assault, pinning down the Sea King below until it repeatedly roared, sending tremors across the sea.
Inside the whale-shaped Sea King, Dean Sost was already struggling to hold off a Calamity-Rank Strong One. Duke Morissent's relentless assault forced him to raise the Sea King's output once more.
After Dean Sost repaired it, the Sea King could normally muster a combat strength of around twenty thousand. Under Duke Morissent's mounting pressure, he had to push it to twenty-five thousand—the limit for both the Sea King and Duke Morissent. Inside the Sea King, Dean Sost was on edge. If prolonged overload caused it to malfunction now, the consequences would be fatal.
But Dean Sost had no choice. The initiative was no longer his. He could also see how carefully the Divine Eagle Federation had planned this attack; it seemed they would not stop until they took Black Forest Port. That made him worry about the safety of his stronghold.
Dean Sost was no fool. His battle with Duke Morissent no longer mattered. The other side clearly meant only to keep him occupied. The Divine Eagle Empire's real objective was Black Forest