At night, Port of Pritz, the cemetery on the outskirts.

The people who died in the bombardment of the ship have been carried here, and the pastor bishops of the three churches are busy to appease the soul and prevent the change.

In just one day, many wives lost their husbands. Many children did not have mothers. Many families had only one lonely one. They were in the cemetery, some were silent, some were crying, and some were crying to fainting. .

Klein, standing with a normal face, stood among them and looked at it without saying a word. It seemed to recall the funeral that he had participated in.

He was just stunned, and he used the "life cane" in several hospitals in Bakerland and Port Pritz to heal the people injured in the attack, and by the way left a strange urban whisper, further digested. "诡师" potion.

And he knows that once such a strange rumor spreads, the Zaratu in Beckland can immediately understand what is going on, and send a secret to monitor the corresponding place, so the news has not yet spread, Ryan relied on "transfer" and ran all the hospitals in Beckland and Port Pritz, leaving behind horror stories to treat critically ill patients.

When these things are spread, he believes that he will gain a lot of feedback and take a solid and huge step in the direction of thoroughly digesting the potions.

But Klein didn't stop there. The conspiracy of the "Red Angel" evil spirit and the fact that Charato was in Beckland was like a sword hanging over his head, urging him to continue looking for opportunities.

So he came here and witnessed the grief of the ordinary people.

After a moment of silence, Klein took his eyes and turned away from the cemetery.

After coming to the no-man's place, his left palm glove quickly became dark blue, and he grew a patch of fish scales.

The hustle and bustle of the wind swept over and took Klein to the air and flew to the port.

In the ocean outside there, the Sonia Sea Fleet of the Fossac Empire was waiting quietly, seemingly preparing for another round of shelling after the dawn, destroying the remaining shipyards.

Soon, Klein arrived over the ruins of the port and looked at the looming light in the deep night.

At the same time, his two secret couples used the "flame jump" to rush from the ground and divide them into different hidden positions.

What I saw and heard just made Klein have no doubts or tolerance for what to do next, but he is still very confused.

Retaliation for the aggressor is a legitimate thing, but if you want to hit the fleet of Fossac, the most happy may be King George III of Luen, the real behind-the-scenes, one of the culprits of the war!

There are too many truths in this world, but only when you really experience it, you will find that sometimes it is not right to do it, and it will make your heart full of contradictions... Klein breathed a breath and turned his attention to Inverted people" information obtained there:

The commander of the Vosak Empire Sonia Sea Fleet is Admiral Yegor Einhorn, a half-god who was born in the royal family and is currently the sequence 4 "Iron Knight" of the "Red Priest" route!

Through this information, Klein combined with the content of the "Red Priest" card, more key points emerged in his mind:

“The Iron Horse Knight can make women become men and have the courage to compare steel. They can not only manipulate a variety of flames, but also masters in this field, and they can also make themselves flame or steel...”

............

The Fossac Empire, the Sonia Sea Fleet, the flagship of the "Nipos".

A burly, more than two meters, Yegor Einhorn, who has a thick beard on his lips, is sitting at the desk with the map and drinking Sunia blood wine while thinking about the next arrangement:

"After dawn, Lun's airship formations will definitely come to attack. Their 'Plitz' armored ship and the corresponding fleet are also coming back. Staying here, they will fall into a very passive situation.

"Although I am a 'Iron Blood Knight', I can concentrate the power of the entire fleet on me and distribute the damage, but the commander of the Ironclad Fleet is likely to be the demigod of the 'arbitrator' approach, or have a corresponding ' 1' level seals, not so good to deal with... If you are not careful, they will let them play the advantages of speed and guns...

"Retreat is the best option, and then the Lun Navy is traumatized, and the number is temporarily insufficient to continue to attack the coastal ports...

"Oh, such a war is indeed a good opportunity to digest the potion.

"Unfortunately, I have not been able to become a 'bishop of war' before this. Otherwise, I might have the opportunity to advance to the rank of angels after the war. Oh, only the 'bishop of war' can really play the advantage of an army, not like me. Now, just let the power concentrate on yourself..."

Egors Einhorn’s thoughts and enthusiasm, with the help of the "Iron Knight" and the hidden contact of the soldiers, to inform the adjutant to come over, told the night to retreat.

Suddenly, he looked up at the door.

Boom!

There was a knock on the door, and it echoed in a quiet room.

The attack of the notice... Yegor’s heart flashed such a thought, and the whole person’s spirit suddenly became extremely tight.

In the battle of demigod and half-man, the pre-set environment, sudden attack, and surprise are all good ways to take the initiative. It is an indispensable component that can effectively defeat or even kill the enemy at the same level. Otherwise, it is difficult to succeed. This kind of behavior to make a notice before the attack is either a warning, no follow-up, or means that the level, personality and strength of the attacker far exceed the target.

As a senior "iron-blood knight", Yegor instinctively considered the situation to the worst, and immediately awakened the connection between every sailor and every soldier on the "Nipos".

Just then, the voice rang again:

"boom!"

This knocking sounded a sound that was comparable to the roar of a cannon, giving Yegor the feeling of a huge bomb that broke out in the ear.

In the case that his spirit is extremely tight and he listens carefully to the movement, this is no worse than the roar of the "Disaster Lord's Sacrifice"!

For a moment, Yegor’s ears echoed in his ears, and his head appeared dizzy.

He quickly distributed the damage and made every member of the "Nipos" slightly tinnitus.

Then, Gore grabbed the pen on the table and threw it at the door.

The dark red pen left a shadow on the way, like a shell that was fired.

For a "iron-blood knight", no matter how ordinary things can be turned into horrible killing weapons under the promotion of his traits!

boom!

The door that was shot by the pen broke open directly, exposing the knocker on the corridor.

It was a man in a black trench coat with a thin body like paper and a face without facial features.

At this point, the pen itself had already exploded, and the tiny fragments seemed to be the storm brought by the machine gun, which swept the knocker and tore him into a piece of blood.

Egor did not relax, but instead stood up and looked around with vigilance.

He clearly knows that the real knocker has not yet "appeared"!

At this time, the adjutant who lived opposite him diagonally opened the door and ran out, watching the flesh and blood on the ground, and whispered:

"Admiral, what happened?"

"There is sneak..." Yegor’s voice did not fall, his eyes suddenly solidified on the adjutant.

The adjutant took his eyes back from the flesh and blood on the ground and raised his head a little.

There were no eyebrows, no eyes, no nose, no mouth on his face, and like the knocker, the surface was empty.

Ye Ge’s heart trembled, and the whole person burned up in an instant, turning into a flame that blazed in all directions.

After the red and near-yellow flames were scattered, they again gathered in front and closed the deputy.

The fire quickly spread, revealing a deputy who was already black.

The wind brought by the hot and cold convection blew through, and the adjutant collapsed into ashes.

The flames did not stop, flew out of the room one after another, and reorganized into a burly Yegor in the air.

At this time, he saw a seabird flying around. Each seabird had a personal head, no facial features, and a bare face!

Egor snorted and swayed a blazing flame around them, letting them rush to the weird seabirds.

Just then, he heard the sound of metal friction, and immediately looked at the soldiers with their eyes.

From this point of view, his body suddenly became chilly, and his heart could not stop the feeling of horror and fear.

On the other sail ship of the Sonia Sea Fleet, a door artillery seems to have survived and has its own life!

They turned themselves and aimed at the air.

A piece of artillery shell actively and enthusiastically entered the artillery.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

When these shells were fired, they were hit by different arcs on a fireball, and they were detonated halfway ahead of time.

Seizing this opportunity, Yegor quickly mourned the name of the "Supreme Commander" of the Sunia Sea War Zone, a "weather warlock" from the royal family:

"The dominance of the battlefield fog, the symbol of weather change, the totem of storms and lightning, the great Akhmatova Einhorn..."

This is why it is difficult to kill the same level of demigods in advance, they always find a chance to ask for help.

Of course, the main purpose of the attacker Klein is to create a strange scene to scare a demigod, to help himself digest the potion, without the idea of ​​hunting success.

Seeing this situation, hiding under the water, the purpose is basically reached, he immediately let the two secrets of Chunas and Nyuni interchanged, and they "transfer" to leave.

Yegor did not relax his vigilance, and his spirit was still highly and tightly guarded against possible attacks.

When the angel gave a response, he really breathed a sigh of relief.

Next, Yegor did not let the fleet stop, leaving the sail ship that became a strange legend and left the sea.

After another round of restoring the quiet sails on the battleship, a seabird flew over and landed on the mast.

The seabird has an obvious dark circle, looks around and spits out the human language:

"I smell the sacred taste of the divination family..."