All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 118 North Sea Ghost, advance three!

"Ms. Moon Shadow, how should we cross this sea?" Brylina was a little worried for a moment, considering that not everyone had learned the flying technique.

"Let's go there by boat." Yueying stood on the dark seaside.

She sang high-pitched, and her clear and resonant voice was like a lark flying through the sky.

Long and eloquent words, in an ancient language that no one knows.

Everyone felt the vibration of magic aura.

Magic energy is everywhere, even in the deep realm of annihilation.

They obeyed Moon Shadow's command and gathered on the sea surface. The huge door of annihilation opened. Amid everyone's exclamations, the beautiful North Sea Ghost slowly slid out, like a spaceship leaping in space, from Southam Island Crow Rock. The town's harbor was transported to this desolate coast.

The crew rushed onto the deck, holding on to the railing of the ship and looking out. They were having lunch in the cabin when they suddenly fell into the realm of annihilation. They were so frightened that they almost fainted.

"Hey!" shouted the Dragonborn, "Look here!"

Lydia on the ship's side saw it, and she hurriedly prepared a rope ladder.

Everyone boarded the ship one after another.

Nelos was curious about the ship's construction and power. But now is not the time to visit, there is still a battle to be fought.

"We set sail."

"Where to, ma'am?" The sailors stood upright.

"Twilight will guide the direction." Ms. Moon Shadow cupped her hands and put them in front of her for a breath. A cluster of small silver fireflies flew out, as if there was a silver snow in her palm.

The fireflies flew towards the pitch-black sea, emitting faint phosphorescence, extending into a faint band of light.Many old navigators claimed that there is a special luminous phenomenon on the sea, which will lead the ship to the right direction when it is in danger and lost its way. It is the light of the elves in the sea.

In the miserable lightless sea, the iron steamer whistled.

The sky is shaking.

The tides of frost, flame, thunder, and shadow are like clouds, rising from the sea level and converging towards a certain place in the sky. There, the turbulent bombardment of elements is like hundreds of millions of fireworks blooming, and each colorful wake falls on the sky. On the sea, huge waves of tens of feet can be set off, and a large number of islands, floating islands and ancient temples on them are broken in the aftermath.The gust of thousands of miles per hour sent out a depressive howling that made people's chest burst.The world seems to be dying, holding a funeral in the most splendid and terrifying way.

The North Sea Ghost sailed to the depths of the sea.

Hermaeus Mora's grand, distant, and cold command echoed across the sea.

"My servants, destroy these outsiders. Bury them under the deep sea forever!"

Sailors standing on the observation deck shouted: "There is something under the water!"

Families from the deep sea emerged one after another. Their appearance seemed to crawl out of fishermen's nightmares. Their torsos had the structure of ancient aquatic creatures. Their bodies were pale and slender. Their skin was as wrinkled as a swollen palm, and their faces vaguely retained a humanoid race. His eyeballs were as muddy as rotten clam meat, and his body exuded an evil magical aura, with a lingering salty smell.

The demons in Mora's domain marched towards the Ghost of the North Sea. Their worm-shell warships rose from the water, with barnacles and twisted seaweed all over the sides of the ship, and a large number of fallen spellcasters stood on the deck, with faces like octopuses, waving their slender arms, Gather the elements of destruction and launch a continuous offensive towards the North Sea Ghost.

The Dragonborn stood at the bow of the ship and laughed wildly, "This is called war!" This Nord man seemed to have no fear. He stood in front of the formation, and everyone suddenly felt great courage.

Professor Dumbledore pulled out the Elder Wand and waved it gracefully. A strong light shot out from the tip of the wand, turning into a light shield and wrapping the ship's hull.

[Iron Armor Curse]

Amid the continuous bombardment of depleting winds and the crashing waves of the sea, the shield created by the Iron Armor Curse flickered frequently, but it still remained unmoving.

Brelina went to the gun deck and directed the sailors to load the enchanted fireball cannon.

"Don't think the North Sea Ghost is a cargo ship, Mora's lackeys. Taste the power of Winterhold's cannon!"

Ms. Moon Shadow acted as the captain. She asked Alanya to take charge of the helm, while she commanded the helmsman and engine crew from the side, "Full left rudder, advance three."

The North Sea Ghost rose along the oncoming wave, then slid sideways. Before reaching the trough of the wave, the ship turned sideways, with one side of the ship facing the Daedra warship in front, and the open gun port facing the enemy ship.

"Fire!"

The ten fireball cannons let out a quiet roar, and their muzzles, which were unusually thick compared to gunpowder weapons, sprayed out red fireballs as wide as a basin, leaving ten trails that illuminated the sea waves. They quickly hit the enemy ship and then exploded violently.

Boom boom boom boom!

Nelos watched the worm-shell warship burning on the sea, and more enemy ships emerged like locusts, he couldn't help but let out a cold and mocking laugh: "War, heh, it's always been like this." He put on the brass helmet and looked A bright red light glowed in Jia's solemn eyes, and the exhaust pipe behind him whistled like a siren.This seemingly cumbersome battle armor actually floated up, and suddenly accelerated in mid-air, smashing towards the enemy ship like a meteorite, and directly engaged in a fanatical gang battle.

Endless deep-sea races crawled on the shield of the Iron Armor Curse, like cockroaches clinging to the gauze, like a swarm of rats pervading, staring at the North Sea Ghost inside the shield.

The dragonborn saw that the armor shield was crumbling under the continuous strong attack, and Dumbledore on the side was also a little struggling.

He winked at Dumbledore and took a deep breath.

Dumbledore put away his wand, the shield disappeared, and the demons above fell to the deck.

Facing the group of enemies falling from the sky, the dragonborn opened his mouth and spit out the order of the dragon!

"FusRoDah! (FusRoDah!)"

[Dragon Roar·Unbreakable Power]

The Nord boy burst into thunder!

The surging pure power suddenly spread, sweeping like an irresistible strong wind, and the demons that fell like raindrops were also blown away like raindrops.

The North Sea Ghost moved forward amid huge waves and surrounded by enemies.

Under the guidance of the silver fireflies, the distant islands are already clearly visible.

Mora's servant Miraak enslaved the dragons with his roar, and dragons circled over the island, surrounding the original dragonborn.

"Mirak, defeat these outsiders and capture them."

"Hermaeus, I will not obey your orders in vain."

"O unfaithful servant! I allow your disobedience, and as long as you do it, I will grant you freedom!"

"It's a deal." Wearing a dark golden deep sea priest mask, Milak let out a satisfied laugh.

He looked up at the burning and shattered sky, where the battle was far better than the confrontation between him and the high priest of the Dragon Cult, Varok, that tore the continent.

Who is Hermaeus Mora at war with?

It doesn't matter, whether he wins or loses, Mirak returns to Tamriel, and the destiny of ruling the world is irreversible.

The whistle of the North Sea Ghost blew again, and this armored ship turned into a battleship, advancing towards the place where Milak was with an unstoppable momentum.