Chapter 982 Who Does Marselan Protect?

"That's..." The metal face of the Kraka Monster's helmet became extremely ferocious with Loxia's confused expression. Any man who sailed on the sea to earn a living would have heard the legend of the Ocean Overlord.

Kraken, the giant monster of the north, and Amarna, the island-eating dragon, are two overlords that have appeared since the elves first set foot on the ocean, and are deeply worshiped and feared by sailors.

There are not many beings that can awe Lord Kraken, and Amarna is one of them...

The first mate Biloxia spoke first, with a panicked face like a nestling leaving the nest, "The messenger of Marselan - Amarna!"

Superstition is a common trait among sailors. Compared with the ability to conquer crises based on experience and ability on land, the ocean seems elusive. Even the most experienced helmsman cannot guarantee safety on a dangerous sea surface.

The worship of Marselan spread throughout the God Bless the Evil Party. Those Druchi ballistae operators who saw the huge mouth of the abyss only dared to lie on the ground and pray for the God's envoy to leave as soon as possible.

Loxia did not panic. He was in charge of the naval battle in the east during the Battle of Fennoir Plains and was not attacked by Amarna. He also scorned the relevant rumors when he heard them afterwards. Who can control the envoys of Matheran? Even the Dragon Prince of Caledor has areas he cannot interfere with.

When Amarna's steel-strong scales hit the Black Ark, Lord Kraken's first order was not to fight back, but to ask the slave master to immediately take out thousands of slaves and sacrifice them to Matheran.

Marcelan must have been dissatisfied with the previous weak sacrifices and ordered Amarna to personally collect them. It was a war to determine the fate of the elves. If he wanted to get the help of Poseidon, he had to sacrifice more!

Loxia persisted in her heart, and personally presided over the blood sacrifice ceremony, slitting the slave's throat with a pair of scarlet blades, and throwing the body towards Amarna's roaring and wide-open mouth.

The offerings of sacrifices one after another slowed Amarna's attack a little, and the shaking of the Black Ark was also reduced a lot.

Seeing that the ritual was effective, Loxia did not hesitate to ask the slaves to bring out more sacrifices. This was Marcelan's test of Druchi. Only enough blood could satisfy the Lord of the Abyss.

Not only the God Bless the Evil Party, but also the three smaller black arks accompanying it also threw slaves into the sea.

Druchi will not be afraid of war. The way of fighting is what they have learned all their lives, but the punishment of the gods is unacceptable.

And the only way to please the gods is to offer sacrifices...

As the number of slaves in the cabin decreased, some low-level people who were responsible for the normal operation of the Ark were also thrown into the sea. The first mate told Loxia a piece of unfortunate news, because he thought it was for the purpose of fighting and did not prepare much. Slaves accompanied the army, and now there were no sacrifices left.

This lack of window period allowed Amarna, who had already lurked in the sea, to launch an extremely violent impact on the Black Ark, causing obvious cracks in a large number of black thorn spiers.

Loxia's scarlet eyes stared at the first mate, which made Druchi, who had followed Lord Kraka for a hundred years, feel a chill in his heart. He vaguely guessed what would happen next, and was ready to turn around and run away immediately.

But a scarlet blade that was faster than he could turn around had already pierced into his chest, and the first mate's eyes widened with hatred.

It's not that he hates Loxia for using him as a sacrifice, but he hates that he isn't strong enough to sacrifice Lord Kraken to Matheran.

Kicking the first mate's body into the sea, Loxia issued an absolutely ruthless order in a cold voice. Kill the weak and sacrifice them to Marselan. The Lord of the Abyss does not allow the weak to exist on the favored ships!

Although Loxia's devotion to Matheran is impeccable, it is still doubtful whether Amarna is actually the messenger of the Lord of the Abyss, but a fleet of dragon ships suddenly emerging from the mist will not lie.

Aislin, who was wrapped in the mithril armor of Israma, stared at the Black Ark in the distance. A spear like a whirlpool in his hand was like a storm connecting the sky. The Cosqui spearmen standing beside him all had a cold temperament. It reveals bravery.

After the huge dragon ship pierced the fog, what followed was not the eagle ship, but four even larger mobile "fortresses" on the sea. Their size was not inferior to that of the Black Ark, and they seemed to have the potential to crush them.

No matter how stupid she is, Loxia knows the true situation. Amarna is the vanguard beast of the Assur navy, and the waters of Matheran are being eroded by these cowardly cousins!

The temporary first mate asked about Lord Kraken's order. After being attacked by Amarna, a large number of slaves who were supposed to operate the Black Ark were thrown into the sea. The Divine Blessing of Evil also suffered heavy damage. Should they fight or flee? .

Loxia lowered her head, and the soft but hard tentacles of the monster helmet twitched like a violent wind in response to his mood, and a low manic laugh came from under the helmet.

"Lord Aislin of the Waves, God bless the evil party and will crush Asul's arrogance. In the past, present and future, only Druzi is the master of the ocean!"

"Let the Black Ark shrink closer, sacrifice Aasraima, and let the Siren deal with Amarna!"

"But we don't have enough slaves anymore..." The big copy wanted to explain, but was forced to stop under Loxia's scarlet and bloodthirsty eyes.

If he dares to hesitate for a moment, he will repeat the fate of his predecessor, except that the sacrificed god will change from the Lord of the Abyss to the Huntress.

"yes."

Waves of orderly orders came from the center of the Black Ark. Although Druzi suffered a lot of losses in the early stage because of the sacred meaning carried by Amarna, it did not mean that he lacked the ability to counterattack.

The evil sacrifice appeared again, and the sound of huge iron locks being pulled came from inside the Black Ark, which was still sailing in the ocean, and the beast's hoarse roar screamed in the hatch.

The beasts inside the Tower of God Bless the Villains are beyond imagination. After the death of Larkas, Loxia has gained the sovereignty of the slave city, and countless wealth has been transferred to its hands. The beast trainers have captured the favorite beasts for Lord Kraken. Just waiting for the war to come.

As the saying goes, an elephant is killed by ants. Even an ocean overlord like Amarna, who was attacked by more than ten abyss sirens at the same time, could not free his hands to continue ramming the Black Ark. He could only choose to sneak into the sea and fight fiercely. Avoid being hit by Druchi artillery fire.

This followed Loxia's idea. He stared at Aislin's flagship dragon ship Kalundia, estimating how long it would take before the Black Ark would be hit by the dragon blade.

The unexpected thing was that the dragon boat suddenly stopped. It stopped when it was still five nautical miles away from the Tower of Divine Bless the Evil Party. The four surrounding sea arks continued to move forward, and each door could be attacked by trolls. The cannon with its head as a cannonball was aimed at the Druchi fleet. (End of chapter)