Fragrant Sea Region.
For millennia, the deep sea has been a forbidden zone for the Human Clan.
Aside from a few exceptionally powerful individuals, few people know what kind of creatures roam the depths of the sea.
More than a year ago, the Sea Clan that had disappeared for thousands of years reappeared in the Fragrant Sea Region, causing a great sensation.
In particular, the rumored resurrection of the Sea Clan god Kluivert made the countries and forces around the Fragrant Sea Region uneasy. During that period, the Fragrant Sea Region was hit by terrible tsunamis for several consecutive days, which submerged more than a hundred cities and ports of all sizes.
The reappearance of the Sea Clan even sparked a war between King of Chambord Alexander, and D'Alessandro, a disciple of the Continent Martial Saint Mountain. Ultimately, it was proven that the renowned D'Alessandro was in the wrong first, committed a grave error, and thus met his demise.
King of Chambord thus gained great fame, his influence extending beyond the Northern Region, and he became one of the most watched rising Human Clan powerhouses across the entire Azeroth Continent.
It was precisely because of King of Chambord that the plans of the Sea Clan in the Fragrant Sea Region to make a comeback were disrupted. The evil god of the Sea Clan, Kluivert, was seriously injured and fled. The originally aggressive Sea Clan in the Fragrant Sea Region staged a farce that was all bark and no bite, and disappeared again after a brief appearance.
More than a year has passed, and the merchant ships, pirates, and fishermen coming and going in the Fragrant Sea Region have become accustomed to their peaceful lives and forgotten the existence of the Sea Clan.
The day was sunny with a slight northerly breeze, and the water shimmered—a rare and beautiful day.
Dozens of warships belonging to the Lyon Empire Navy are completing one cycle of their magical propulsion systems, slowly decelerating from their maximum speed to prepare for the second cycle of magical propulsion.
At the bow of the flagship, King of Buckingham Lloris of the Lyon Empire, Buckingham, stood facing the wind.
The young nobleman, known throughout Lyon for his handsome and refined appearance, now looked grave and lost in thought, clearly preoccupied with worries about the outcome of his mission to Zenit.
Beside him, dozens of officers clad in magical battle armor, looking heroic and vigilant, were watching the surrounding sea.
The azure waves roll and the white seagulls soar, the sea is showing its beauty to people in all its glory.
Suddenly, violent waves surged on the distant sea.
Then, the waves transformed into clear whirlpools.
The seawater below surged upwards, as if something enormous was about to emerge from the seabed.
"It might be a giant sea monster!"
An officer who witnessed this scene thought casually.
Sea monsters possess immense strength, capable of causing fatal damage to ordinary fishing boats and merchant ships. However, they pose little threat to imperial warships. A single salvo from the magic cannons mounted on the bow is enough to obliterate a behemoth exceeding one hundred meters in length.
However, the officer's expression quickly changed from surprise to shock, and finally to stunned silence.
Because more than one whirlpool appeared on the distant sea surface.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds, even thousands, of such whirlpools silently appeared on the sea surface.
Then, one after another, black monsters with ferocious faces, like ghosts, emerged from the bottom of the water. They had a body shape similar to humans and retained the characteristics of marine creatures. They were covered in simple, water-soaked armor and held ugly, heavy bronze hammers, axes, and other extremely exaggerated heavy weapons.
Their enormous eyes, with pupils displaying a strange, inhuman light, radiated a violent and ferocious aura.
" Sea Clan --!!!"
After a few seconds of stunned silence, the officer screamed at the top of his lungs.
At the same time, everyone on the ship also noticed the strange occurrence ahead.
They also recognized that these ghostly, demonic monsters were the Sea Clan that had disappeared for a long time.
Lloris's head buzzed, and he immediately realized that the fleet was in unprecedented trouble. He immediately put aside his worries and began to command the fleet to react.
"Order the activation of the magical propulsion system immediately. Accelerate the fleet, turn hard to port at 45 degrees, and maneuver around them."
Lloris made a decisive move, showing no intention of engaging in combat or protracted conflict.
The fleet that went to Zenit for this pilgrimage was an envoy, consisting of no more than twenty warships. The number was limited, and most of them were carrying gifts and tributes. The crew and sailors were mostly civilians, unsuitable for naval warfare. Meanwhile, the number of the Sea Clan was increasing. If a war broke out and they were entangled, the only outcome would be the annihilation of the entire fleet.
Therefore, we must escape.
Run away immediately.
Powerful magical auras surged from every warship in the fleet, azure magical shields protected the hulls, and magical thrusters whirred and vibrated rapidly as all the warships raced against time to reach supersonic speeds.
Ahead.
The Sea Clan army had clearly also discovered the presence of this Human Clan fleet.
A sharp, ultrasonic roar suddenly echoed across the sea.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh--!!!
Countless black dots flew from the hands of the Sea Clan warriors, like locusts swarming across the land, carrying a shadow of death and a terrifying sound of air being torn apart, as they roared toward the fleet.
Those were weapons weighing hundreds of kilograms each.
The Sea Clan warriors' first reaction was to throw weapons to stop the Human Clan fleet from escaping.
This is a battle with no possibility of avoidance.
Sea Clan feed on humans, are brutal and savage, and have no reason to coexist peacefully with the Sea Clan in any of the various adventure stories circulating on the continent.
Boom boom boom boom!!!!
The heavy bronze weapon, propelled by its terrifying flight momentum, slammed heavily into the warship's magical shield.
The advantages of the Sea Clan naval warfare and their innate superhuman strength were on full display at this moment.
The magical shield of the Lyon fleet only withstood the attack for a few minutes before shattering completely. The wooden hulls were riddled with shocking black holes, as if hit by cannonballs, and icy seawater poured wildly into the cabins.
A warship named [ Expedition ] was unlucky enough to be struck directly by a giant warhammer weighing several thousand kilograms, breaking in two. The screams and cries of the sailors and crew echoed from the ship.
The terrifying attack abruptly thwarted the Lyon fleet's attempt to escape at supersonic speed.
"Damn it! Why did such a large Sea Clan army suddenly appear?"
Lloris was both shocked and furious. He knew that escaping the battlefield was impossible, and now he had no choice but to fight. With such strength, he feared that he could not hold out for more than half an hour against the Sea Clan army before everyone would become food for the Sea Clan.
He gritted his teeth, reached into his robes, and pulled out a pale gold scroll, which he unfurled in the wind.
A golden flame shot into the sky, exploding at an altitude of four to five thousand meters. The dazzling flame and patterns were etched into the azure void for a long time, never dissipating. The powerful aura enveloped the sea area within a radius of ten kilometers.
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