Chapter 770: Plan to Support the Southern Continent

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation | Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Laphia departed with a sense of shock and confusion lingering in her heart. Upon learning that Elisya had advanced from a rare-tier hero to a legendarytier hero in just a few months, her initial reaction was one of disbelief.

But Elisyas expression was absolutely unwavering. Considering Ji Chens inexplicable speed in becoming epic-tier, she believed it to some extent.

The fleets of the three countries along the northwest coast of the Western Mid- Ocean and the forces of the independent alliance of the islands gradually arrived at the New Moon Islands over the next two days. Compared to the fleet of the Elven Empire, their fleet size was slightly smaller, but still a formidable force.

Many representatives gathered, but the main character had yet to appear.

That person who was the first in the world to kill a Demon Lord and had slaughtered tens of thousands of demons.

Thousands of miles away in the sea, a ma.s.sive firepower projection platform was projecting astonis.h.i.+ng firepower.

Powerful spells were being collected and fired off at a forty-five-degree angle from the towers peak using a set formula within the spell cannons and towers, utilizing the runes and circuits etched onto the tower structure.

The sky was illuminated, seemingly ablaze.

And along the coastline, the sprawling demon camps were undergoing devastating bombardment.

The demons were almost going mad!

They couldnt even see where the enemy firepower was coming from!

More accurately, they couldnt even determine where the bombing was coming from, as it seemed to change direction suddenly, sometimes from the northwest and other times from the southeast, with the position constantly changing.

They had considered that perhaps it was the firepower of the orderly factions fleet, but quickly ruled out this possibility.

How could a fleets firepower reach so far!?

In the underground bunkers of the camp.

Watching the continuous rumbling vibrations from above, with dirt falling down, a demon officer angrily shouted at the soldiers who had just rushed in from outside.

Have the scouting teams returned!? Who the h.e.l.l is attacking us!?

No! None of the dozens of scouting teams sent out have returned, and we didnt detect any enemies crossing our reconnaissance lines beforehand! The demon soldier cried, We dont even know who the enemy is!

Who else besides the orderly faction could it be! The demon officer cursed incessantly. The consecutive days of bombardment had already caused his spirit to crack a little, and the negative emotions deep inside him were beginning to backlash, making him extremely irritable. If it werent for the Dreadlords demon army being annihilated, how could we lose control of the ocean and end up in such a sorry state!

The impact of the Dreadlords army being annihilated was becoming increasingly evident over time.

The loss of control over the seas meant that many of the undead lords armies stationed on the coastline would lose their shelter and be threatened by the oceanic forces of the orderly faction.

And this concern had now become a reality.

A mysterious enemy, with unknown origins and numbers, had launched an attack on them several nights ago.

They were solely a ground-based army, lacking significant naval a.s.sets except for a handful of boats for river crossings and water-based demon units competing for control of shallow river areas.

They had repeatedly requested to withdraw from their positions to areas beyond the reach of the firepower, but all requests were denied, and they were ordered to hold their ground and wait for reinforcements!

d.a.m.n it, whats the use of reinforcements? Are they going to endure the bombardment together with them?

d.a.m.n these incompetent fools!

But orders were orders, and they could only huddle in the muddy trenches and underground bunkers, trembling with fear.

d.a.m.n it, they better have started counterattacking up there, or else well all go crazy like this!

Meanwhile.

In the depths of the water, hundreds of meters below the surface, a legion of aquatic demon warriors was silently approaching their target.

As they drew closer, a sense of excitement and cruelty gradually filled their eyes.

This was their first battle.

Thousands of years ago, the first batch of special aquatic demons was secretly cultivated by Lord Maldonis, the undead lord. Since their birth, they had borne many missions.

Their existence, unknown to even other demon lords, was meant to have a shocking effect on all beings at such a moment.

The entire army of oceanic demons under the Dreadlord was annihilated?

No problem, they would reclaim control of the ocean and become its masters!

Now, they would use the blood and souls of these enemies, who had come from nowhere, as their first battle since birth!

As the distance gradually narrowed, the scene before them became clearer.

When they saw what was in the distance, they involuntarily stopped, their brutal pupils shrinking to the extreme, gradually tinged with a hint of fear.

A giant turtle, as large as an island, was half-floating on the sea surface, with dense spell towers on its back constantly launching spells into the sky.

The giant turtle slowly opened a pair of wall-sized eyes, seeming to look at them with a hint of mockery.

d.a.m.n it, this so-called island turned out to be a giant turtle!

While the demons were stunned, armies that had been waiting deep in the darkness of the seabed suddenly surged out and rushed in, catching them off guard.