Great Xia, Xi River.
Countless bubbles surged through the boiling river, severely interfering with the sonar system. Thick fog blanketed the sky like heavy curtains, completely cutting off visibility.
The Moriah jolted violently, as if struck by an invisible sledgehammer.
"The torpedo compartment has been breached! The warheads are damaged!" The First Mate's shout exploded through the headset, his panic unmistakable.
Driven by Dragon King Norton's will, the Dragon Servant Sansun had launched a lethal strike from beneath the water, using his tailbone as a spear.
That jet-black bone spur pierced the hull with precision, punching through the warheads of the Storm Torpedoes.
"Third Watertight Compartment flooding! Personnel injured!"
"He's attacking from underwater!"
"Second Watertight Compartment flooding! Fuel lines leaking!"
Blaring alarms and frantic cries tangled together over the communication channel into a symphony of despair. The entire ship descended into chaos.
With nothing more than a casual strike, Norton had pushed this fully armed war machine to the brink of paralysis.
"Start the engines! Accelerate! Full speed ahead! Staying still is waiting to die!" Caesar's roar drowned out every other sound, unyielding flames blazing in his ice-blue eyes.
"Listen to him!" Professor Manstein ordered without hesitation.
The Moriah's engines gave a muffled roar. Its massive hull carved an S-shaped path across the fog-shrouded river, attempting to evade the next attack.
Then, amid the chaotic white mist, a dark shadow suddenly rose into the air, flying low at the same height as the ship's superstructure. Facing the terrified people aboard, it revealed a cold, savage smile.
Amid the chanting of ancient, solemn Dragon Script, invisible pressure crashed down like a tidal wave.
Even Zero, who had maintained an icy expression all along, could no longer remain calm. She shouted a sharp warning, "Watch out! It's Flame of the Monarch!"
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