Chapter 1032: Chapter 556: King’s Military Might: Golden Lion! Northern Frost Wolf! (Part 3)
A tentacle suddenly wrapped around a degenerate sea monster nearby, ignoring its wails, and stuffed it into a sinister petal-shaped maw at the stern of the ship.
Then there was a vigorous chomping, using it as raw material to replenish new combat units.
Pop, pop, pop...
From the flesh pits on the deck, a swarm of semi-insect, semi-bird creatures, carrying a large green belly, called "Rot Poison Bee Swarm," spewed forth.
Their flying speed was incredibly fast, and their bellies would explode upon contact, releasing a highly corrosive liquid capable of eroding cannons and human bones, making their destructive power even more direct.
This clearly indicated that beyond "Carbon-based Bombers," the strategy of "Carbon-based Drones" had also been illuminated.
"Screech——!"
Overhead, the Thunderbird West Wind immediately dove down at high speed, accompanied by the Storm Giant Spirit and numerous Storm Elves, to engage these creatures in an air battle.
Though the attack power of the Storm Elves might be somewhat weak, triggering their explosions was also entirely within their capability.
Byron instantly realized that the endurance of this biological warship seemed to far surpass that of an aircraft carrier, as it carried a self-sustaining production line for "Carbon-based Bombers/Drones/..." around.
Or perhaps this terrifying breeding and transformation ability was precisely the Legendary Warship Skill of this biological warship.
Byron felt he might as well take a leaf from this book and reclaim the title of "Father of Monsters" brought by his own Bloodline River.
Simultaneously, he ordered:
"The Golden Deer and the entire fleet, activate Deep Sea Blessing, prepare for fleet volley.
Sink the Flying Therianthrope for me."
If they couldn’t destroy the enemy’s biochemical factory, various kinds of monsters would be endless, wearing them out to exhaustion.
The No-Emotion Little Ship Girl, sporting two golden deer antlers on her forehead, adjusted her overly large tri-corner captain’s hat and spoke in a voice as calm as a still pond:
"The entire fleet is about to activate Deep Sea Blessing mode, preparing to traverse the World Rift for a short-distance jump, bearing northeast, distance one kilometer, three, two, one, jump."
Swoosh!
The fleet vanished from the sea surface, reappearing instantly a kilometer away.
The Golden Deer instantly found itself face-to-face with the Flying Therianthrope, which had a large number of "guardians" with blades.
"Ocean current speed at 1.5 meters per second, wind direction northeast, wind speed 31.6 meters per second, hourly precipitation 20 millimeters, target distance 500 meters...
Fire Control System under my management, artillery range extension correction, trajectory correction, correction parameters for each ship as follows..."
"Three, two, one, fire!"
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!...
Over ten thousand cannons fired simultaneously, the blazing artillery flashes repelling the sea.
It was still the kiting tactic that worked wonders, retreat when the enemy advances, advance when the enemy retreats.
Barrage after barrage of enchanted cast-iron cannonballs were poured onto the sea monster and those biological warships.
The colonial fleet also formed ranks, positioning themselves in front of the Flying Therianthrope to fire in retaliation.
These warships constructed from flesh and blood materials appeared to possess very advanced biological technology, yet limited by the builders’ own insight and cognition, essentially had not completely detached from the established battleship structures.
Like sail battleships, they still arranged cannons along the sides.
From shell-formed gun ports emerged bone-like barrels entwined with flesh.
"Fire!"
Thud! Thud! Thud!...
Unlike normal cannons, a dull sound similar to a champagne cork popping echoed, with countless black shadows screaming through the air as they flew.
Byron could see it clearly with his Divine Sight: these cannons didn’t use gunpowder, but the formidable... muscle launch of the warship itself!
He and Violet had always wanted to deeply delve into whale oil steam engines, creating a "Steam Era" developed to its pinnacle.
Looking back, oh dear, this Old God Church actually had a... "Beast Power Era" developed to its pinnacle!
Witnessing that carbon-based aircraft carrier devour sea monsters with such proficiency, do you also have a consumption rate of one "colleague" per hundred kilometers?
For a moment, he couldn’t quite determine whether these biological warships were advanced or backward.
Moreover, the cannonballs whistling through the air weren’t ordinary cast-iron cannonballs, but King Armor Insects curled into balls.
This marine species, a hybrid of pillbugs and mantis shrimp, had shells as hard as steel when rolled into balls.
After penetrating the wooden hulls of the enormous fleet, they exploded upon impact, the splashing bodily fluids quickly evaporating and ascending into a vaporous myriad of viruses: coelenterate disease, smallpox, influenza, dengue fever, plague...
It was evident that other Pseudo-Gods had also intervened, such as that member of the Voodoo Sect, Baron Saturday, known for his expertise in various diseases and poisons.
This bombardment also carried "biochemical weapons" enchantments.
Although Byron’s healing capability was formidable, he couldn’t keep up with the onslaught of such a diverse and ceaseless biochemical weapon bombardment.
Humans have their limits, requiring their own bodies to produce antibodies against viruses.
Exposed to a high concentration of multi-virus environments for extended periods, even a person made of iron couldn’t withstand it.
Byron adjusted his formation on the fly, having the Phantom Fleet led by his father hold the front line, the conventional fleet firing from the rear, using Mobius Loop to twist the direction of the artillery shells.
Round one, round two, round three... continually bleeding the colonial fleet, continuously driving sea monsters and biological warships out of the battlefield.
On the other side, he unveiled another trump card.
He raised high the flat-bottomed boat gun that Violet had transformed into, two crowns rising slowly like the sun and the moon.
The voices of the couple merged into one:
"King’s Military Might, activate!"
Above their heads, the law networks belonging to the Magna Carta and the Northern Codex manifested once more.
One by one, the renowned historical figures and historical events from the histories of two nations appeared in succession, ultimately transforming into light spots that converged into one.
