National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Imperial Seas.

Princess Willow's fleet glowed with a pale blue light under the blessing of the gods, and the fleet continued to sail at high speed.

Several of the sea god's followers on the ship gradually became unable to hold on and began to take turns resting.

Willow found it even stranger.

It's been a full two hours.

Even with the gods accelerating them, the ships had reached their maximum speed, yet they still couldn't even spot Fang Heng's fleet.

Could it be that they didn't take the same route?
Just then, a guard rushed over and reported, "Your Highness, we have received two consecutive messages from the garrison on Pula Island at the front. One is that the Fangheng Chamber of Commerce recently arrived on the island and confirmed that the supplies are intact."

Ok?
Have Fang Heng and the others arrived?

Moreover, even the cargo that accompanied the ship has been delivered.
Willow opened her mouth, secretly surprised.

How did they manage to do it so quickly?

The guard paused, then continued, "Another urgent message: a hostile Lyman Empire attack ship has been detected in the island's warning zone and is rapidly approaching Pula Island. The island's command forces are prepared to counterattack and have alerted the Empire."

Willow's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this.

The Lyman Empire had launched several probing attacks on Pula Island during this period, but no one expected them to suddenly make their move today.

Unfortunately, Fang Heng and his group were still on the island.

Willow felt a sense of foreboding and nodded, saying, "Pass down the order: full speed ahead, raise the alarm immediately, and provide support to the island."

"Yes!"

……

Pula Island.

The first few hundred ships of the Lyman Empire rapidly approached the island.

All artillery pieces are ready and waiting for the enemy to enter the range.

Svante looked tense, staring intently at the distant ships through his binoculars.

The enemy has a total of about three hundred large and medium-sized ships.

The flags and insignia on the main ship belong to the Belmont family.

Belmont was one of the most famous commanders of the Lehman Empire, and he repeatedly led the empire to expand its maritime territory, making him an extremely formidable opponent.

They're not easy to deal with.

It seems the other side is determined to take the island this time.

Svante suddenly noticed something and shifted his gaze to the right.

Huh?
what is that?
Ships belonging to the Fangheng Chamber of Commerce?
From a distance, one could see the ship belonging to the Fangheng Chamber of Commerce gradually sailing away from the harbor.

Are you crazy?!
In this situation, why would you voluntarily leave the harbor? Are you afraid of not dying fast enough?
Svante shouted, "Who let them leave the harbor?!"

"Sir, the enemy is not under our command. We have tried to dissuade them, but they say they have your permission to fight and assist us freely."

Svante watched as Fang Heng Chamber of Commerce's merchant ship left the harbor alone, heading straight towards the vast, densely packed enemy forces in the distance. He opened his mouth, but for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"What a bunch of lunatics!"

I agreed to let them assist in the battle, but I didn't agree to let them die...

A lone ship, once the harbor is protected, is no different from a target.

Svante seemed to already foresee the scene of the merchant ships being bombed to pieces.

Should we save them now?
Do not!
Svante shook his head, abandoning his compassion.

We must not let them disrupt the team's overall strategy.

"Ignore them! Proceed with the battle strategy, prepare for a counterattack, and defend the imperial territory to the death!"

The soldiers on the island echoed, "We swear to defend the Empire's territory to the death!"

Not far away, on a merchant ship slowly sailing towards the Lyman fleet, Fang Heng slowly raised his head and looked into the distance.

The Imperial Army's regular troops and ordinary pirate ragtag armies were indeed very different.

In addition to their size, each ship was surrounded by a faint red glow.

"Deities..."

Fang Heng muttered to himself.

The ship was protected by the power of divine faith.

Meng Qingyu whispered a reminder from the side: "Your Majesty, the enemy has appeared, and we are about to enter the enemy's artillery range."

"Okay, I'll handle it. You guys stay here."

Fang Heng nodded slightly, and his figure floated into the air.

Whoosh!
In mid-air, Fang Heng quickly formed a hand seal in front of him.

Alchemical magic circles once again swirled around him.

In an instant, accompanied by a terrifying pressure, more than twenty enormous skeletal dragons emerged from the magic circle.

Um! ?

The imperial soldiers stationed on the island not far away were greatly alarmed upon seeing this.

What is that?!

Bone Dragon!?
Where did you come from!

More than twenty bone dragons appeared simultaneously in the sky, their deathly aura creating a dark area.

Svante was directing his troops to prepare for battle, waiting for the enemy to enter his firing range before launching a preemptive strike. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and he stared intently at the swarm of bone dragons not far away, his eyes filled with shock.

A bone dragon! It really is a bone dragon!

They had previously sensed a terrifying, oppressive force of death approaching the island, which terrified them, but then that force suddenly vanished.

It was this group of chamber of commerce people who did it!?

How did they do it?!
After being summoned, the bone dragons lingered in place for a moment before rapidly approaching the enemy Imperial fleet!
The soldiers of the Lyman Empire fleet in the distance were startled by the sudden appearance of the swarm of bone dragons.

What kind of monster is that?!
Undead Bone Dragon?

On the main ship, the vice-commander of the Imperial Mage Corps, Hurt, stared intently at the dragon-like creature in the distance, his eyes filled with horror.

That creature was only ever recorded in historical legends and books!

Many people even suspect that the Bone Dragon creature was invented by a group of necromancers.

They actually witnessed it with their own eyes today?
According to the Necromancer's records, bone dragons are giant creatures that spread death and terror, and are the ultimate terrifying summoning object in necromancy.

Hurt swallowed carefully.

But these bone dragons were heading straight for them with menacing aura; they didn't look like allies at all!
"Attention! Aim!"

Imperial Commander Belmont stared at the bone dragon rapidly approaching them from high above, the ever-approaching pressure causing beads of sweat to appear on his nose.

How did we end up encountering a creature like a bone dragon?
calm down!

The battle was already on the line; retreating would only allow the bone dragon to catch up and lose the initiative, leading to total annihilation.

The ships adjusted their cannons in unison, aiming at the swarm of bone dragons high in the sky.

Belmont roared, "Fire!"

In an instant, a barrage of fire erupted, with thousands of magic crystal cannons unleashing thick beams of energy that blasted towards the swarm of bone dragons hurtling towards them from the sky.

"Boom! Boom boom!!"

The beams of the energy crystal cannon bombarded the bone dragon horde, causing them to explode continuously.

Did it work?
The soldiers on board kept their eyes glued to the sky.

Puffs of black mist could be seen spreading out from the area of ​​the explosion.

In the blink of an eye, the more than twenty bone dragons in the sky were shrouded in a black, deathly mist, making them completely invisible.

No!

The attack power is insufficient! The Bone Dragon is not dead yet!
"Continue! Charge!"

Belmont gritted his teeth and shouted, sweat streaming down his forehead.

As the bone dragon drew closer, the oppressive aura it exerted on them increased several times over.

"Attack!" (End of Chapter)