Storm clouds gathered abruptly, and ten thousand thunderbolts tore down through the sky.
This power, beyond the realm of natural elements, once again redefined Rowan's understanding of strength.
An Iron Warship had actually sunk, just like that...
Its stern armor had been pierced. A tremendous force had twisted and ripped apart the steel bulkheads inside, letting seawater flood in as the warship slowly sank.
Of the Iron Warship's more than seventy crew members, only a handful surfaced, barely escaping with their lives.
My damn soldiers! My damn ship!
Rowan's first reaction was not fear, but fury!
Jaina tried to teleport the entire warship away, but she could not gather that much arcane energy in so little time. Although a short-range Teleportation Spell did not require an anchor point, the Iron Warship was simply too massive.
In the end, Jaina only managed to bring the supplies and gunners in the gun deck aboard Leonard's warship, salvaging part of their losses.
Halliwell and Kainings were dumbstruck. They had never seen power like this, much less had any idea how to counter it.
Our Iron Fleet was always the one shattering our enemies' expectations. Since when could their weapons terrify us?
Seeing an Iron Warship sunk sent cold sweat down the Second Fleet's soldiers' backs. The other soldiers in the Combined Fleet were even more stunned, their certainty of victory slowly eroding before the enemy's New-Style Weapon.
If even the Second Fleet's new warships could not withstand that heavenly lightning, how could ordinary reinforced warships and Steam Warships resist such immense energy?
But the soldiers did not hesitate for long. The battle had already begun. Whichever side first shrank back in fear would be the first to taste defeat.
With the enemy this powerful, their only chance of victory was to fight with