Chapter 900: Desert Island Battle

The magic crystal cannon has additional destructive power to buildings and terrain, and ghost ships and assault boats are also a type of construction.
The first wave, the volley of the odd magic crystal cannon, hit a total of 4 rounds and hit three ghost ships.
The center of the hull of the ghost ship's cannon was penetrated by a large hole with a diameter of several meters by powerful magical energy, and the sea murmured. This might be comparable to the full-strength shot of a lord-class powerhouse.
One of the ghost ships was hit by two shells, which were torn directly into two or three. The snake-man warriors and slave warriors on the ship were also wounded and wounded, and the survivors could only jump into the sea.
Bai Xiaowen finally understood what the "extra destructive power" of the magic crystal cannon meant. It's completely different from the effect of shelling the steam lord at first, it's too strong.
The shelling effectively prevented the ghost ship from approaching.
"sail!"
Cecilia cut the ropes, the phantom ship's tattered sails fell, the magic circle was running, and the phantom ship was heading towards the desert island.
The short-distance speed of the assault boat is faster than the start of the ghost ship. Soon, the first batch of assault boats hit the side deck of the ghost ship in succession, but was blocked by the automatic magic rune. .
If you change into an ordinary boat, you will definitely be hit by the assault boat into the hull, which will cause a great decrease in speed and bad luck. If you are hit by multiple assault boats together, it is possible to capsize.
However, the huge size of the ghost ship was very stable, and the collision of the assault boat only gave the ship a bump.
On the distant sea, on a ghost ship slightly larger than a normal model, an old snake man who was lean and leaning on a cane coughed and said, "What a majestic ship ... only a noble snake-human race. Qualified to navigate this ship. It must be taken back! "
"Yes, Lord Morken." On the side of the ghost ship, there were nearly ten Serpent-man leaders in unison, loud and loud.
Bai Xiaowen's eyesight is very good. In the control room, he can see the breathtaking old snake man Murken at a glance through the porthole. He narrowed his eyes slightly, remembering the situation in the intelligence of the three submarine snake man bases.
"Three bases are headed by three Amotava priests. The names of these three priests are called Morken, Gershwin, and Orwin. Among them, the female snake-human priest Gershwin has been killed and there are still The next two ... the old guy who appears now should be one, but where the other is unknown. "
Bai Xiaowen's thinking was slightly divergent: "The guy Vazattas chose the only female priest, Gershwin, as his lieutenant, which is quite simple ..."
"Dior! The monster is climbing our ship!" Cecilia stood high, her view clear.
Bai Xiaowen's mental force scan can also perceive that the first group of slave soldiers who came over in the assault boat had already carried the bone knife and other weapons, and clasped the gap on the side of the ship with their strong and powerful claws. .
Of course, as the ghost ship moved, more unlucky eggs were thrown into the sea. It's just that for this group of fish-like monsters, falling into the sea is just a bit of a hassle. Anyway, I can breathe in the seawater, and I just crossed over and continued to climb the boat.
Soon, the first slave soldiers climbed onto the deck.
Bai Xiaowen controlled the start of the magical giant wraith, and did not end in person. He waved his hand, the butcher's huge body fell on the deck, the rotting poisonous mist turned on, and the slave soldiers suddenly fell into the mud, and their health values ​​slowly dropped under the toxin erosion.
Elite summoning creatures such as Delifa, Skeleton Warrior, etc. also appeared, and in cooperation with the butcher, the first wave of slave soldiers was quickly cleared.
On the ghost ship opposite, the cold snake pupil of the old snake-man Murken stared at the porthole in the control room, as if Bai Xiaowen could be seen through the porthole. His mouth full of fangs and teeth opened, and uttered a sentence: "Continue to charge, you must not let him escape!"
At this time, the ghost ship did not dare to reach the range of the giant ship's magic crystal cannon, and could only approach by the assault boat. The ghost ship has also rushed into the shallow waters near the island.
"Dior! If you don't slow down, the boat will run aground!" Cecilia reminded.
In the control room, Bai Xiaowen's clear voice came: "It doesn't matter ... sit Cecilia!"
boom!
The ghost ship rushed to the deserted island suddenly, and the steel angle in front of it was deeply embedded in the sand. The whole island seemed to be shaking.
There was cheering from the snake-man army on the ghost ship behind. Now, the ghost ship has no way to heaven, no door to the ground, and can no longer escape by speed.
The second wave of assault boats flew forward, this time there is no need to hit a giant ship. In shallow waters, the slave soldiers flew into the water, stepping on the deep water of the calf and rushing towards the stranded Giant ship.
This time, the slave soldiers could bypass the position of the butcher to guard, and surround the giant ship in all aspects for climbing operations.
Cecilia opened her bow and fired an arrow, killing a slave soldier with a single arrow, but there were too many, and soon many slave soldiers climbed onto the deck.
Cecilia simply stood on the crossbar, leaning back against the sails, and launched an arrow formation! A rain of arrows fell, and blood rose toxin erupted. A large group of slave soldiers died. The remaining few blood slave soldiers were also found and killed by the skeleton sword shield.
The second wave of offensives was also withstood.
Bai Xiaowen stepped out of the control room and closed the door. He quickly felt a cold look, full of powerful spirit.
Looking sideways ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Bai Xiaowen saw the old snake man Murken.
The two "people" gazed at each other across the sea, like two chess players calling each other's pawns to play against each other.
"Master Morken, the slave warriors are too weak, and were severely restrained by the opponent's corpse monsters. I begged to lead the elite warrior assault!" On one of the ghost ships, a large snake-man general cried.
Morken shook his head slowly.
"No, this human prophet named Dior is very mysterious and obviously not strong, but powerful priests such as Naturu and Gershwin, and even Lord Lord Vazatas have been planted in his hands. Don't look down!" Morken said coldly, "Abizer, you are one of the few warriors in the Serpent race, and you can't risk it for nothing. At least you must push out your opponent's true strength!"
"What does Lord Morken mean?"
"Each boat dispatches an elite warrior squad to lead the slave fighters for the third charge! Keep the pressure and force the hidden means of the human prophet Dior!" Morken touched the chin with folds of scales, sinking Said.