Man in the Ark: Revitalizing Kazdel

"Well, it flew really far..." Roy looked at the small black dot that disappeared quickly and nodded with great satisfaction.

"A messenger who strayed into the Scourge? Do I look easy to deceive? After the infected people revealed the identity of the messenger, Roy knew that they were deceiving him.

As a messenger of the Scourge, he carried no instruments or equipment for observing the Scourge, nor did he have basic Originium protection equipment to deal with special situations.

If the situation was urgent and the above items were lost in the panic, then why was the weapon still in his hand, and there was no trace of digging in the soil on the weapon?

That means they dug this hole for hiding long ago.

Roy guessed that they might be intelligence personnel sent by surrounding countries. After all, the action of the Dukes of Victoria had caused quite a stir this time, and there would definitely be countries that wanted to follow behind and see what Victoria was doing.

As for which country it was, Roy didn't intend to pursue it. They would know it soon anyway.

Roy rose up into the sky again and looked around at the fleet of high-speed warships below. They were buried under thick ice and snow and could not move. The Originium engine had long been extinguished without anyone adding fuel, and the entire hull was covered with white frost.

After confirming that there were no high-speed warships with mobility left, Roy controlled the Scourge to advance towards the Duke of Caister's fleet, leaving behind a series of frozen tombs.

"Hey hey...Flagship-class landship, here I come."

......

The Duke of Kaster was very upset at this time. For some reason, the communication between her and the fleet behind her was suddenly disconnected. The William's operation was not going smoothly. The Sarkaz had not responded to her yet, and just asked her to wait for a while.

An inexplicable feeling of palpitations enveloped the Duke of Caister's heart. She could only smoke non-stop to try to calm herself down and return to a state of rational thinking.

The communicator in the control room was constantly sending signals to the rear, but unfortunately the fleets of the two dukes seemed unable to receive the signals at all and there was no response at all.

If there weren't so many people watching, doing so would damage his status as a Grand Duke. The Duke of Caster wanted to smash his pipe on the spot and curse Godottin and Cavendish for being unreliable.

Just as Duke Caister was about to turn around and leave in anger, the communication device on the console suddenly rang. It was not the dedicated line for communicating with the two Grand Dukes' fleets, but the internal communication of his own fleet.

The Duke of Caister took the microphone from the communicator and said, "Your Excellency, a massive natural disaster has occurred behind the fleet, and it is rapidly advancing in our direction..." The communicator's tone was filled with panic and fear, and the ambient sound was mixed with the officers' curses and the familiar roar of the battleship's engine running at full speed.

"Damn it!!! *Victoria swears*, why at a time like this..." Duke Caister cursed under his breath. Several pieces of bad information appeared in a row, and even the Duke, who was usually very well-mannered, couldn't help but break down his defense.

"Notify all ships to stay in formation, advance at full speed, and always pay attention to the natural disaster situation in the rear." Duke Caister threw the microphone back to the communicator, picked up another one, and prepared to explain the situation to the Sarkaz.

Duke Kaster knew that if he directly crossed the area agreed upon with the Sarkaz and led his army to forcefully enter the other side's land, it would be tantamount to declaring war. Moreover, she could not call for support from the rear fleet, so doing so would be very risky.

However, the natural disaster in the rear posed a greater threat to her. She could only lower her stance and ask the Sarkaz to allow the fleet to enter the Sarkaz land to avoid the natural disaster.

Theresa glanced at the disaster clouds approaching rapidly in the distance and rejected Duke Caister's request decisively.

Finally, out of kindness, Theresa made a suggestion to the desperate Duke of Caister: He could hide on both sides of the natural disaster, and there might still be a chance.

Rejected by Theresa, Duke Kaster threw the microphone to the ground, and the spell components scattered all over the floor.

"Notify all ships to enter combat status, target the demon clan's dilapidated landship and force them to retreat!!!" Duke Caister had a ferocious look on his face and spoke harshly, like an angry lioness.

"What about the Sarkaz Royal Court! What about the Demon King! Nothing is invincible under Victoria's naval guns!!!"

The high-speed warships charged towards Rhodes Island, trailing billowing black smoke. After a short period of energy storage, the large and small cannons on the deck fired one after another, and the shells fell around Rhodes Island, raising large pieces of mud.

"Netzile, don't they look like dying rats? It's so pathetic that they are struggling in vain with their last breath..." Dukare and Netzile stood on the unfolded outer deck of Rhodes Island, with the elite warriors of the Blood Demon Court and the Scavenger Court behind them.

"......." Niezrei did not answer Dukare, but just looked up at the black mountains above the Victoria fleet, perhaps it should be called disaster clouds.

He had never seen a natural disaster cloud of such a large scale. Every time he blinked, dozens of lightning bolts would appear in the cloud. Some of the lightning bolts hit the ground, creating deep pits larger than those caused by the Victoria ship's cannon fire.

The disaster cloud seemed to have life, opening its mouth wide to swallow the Victoria fleet in one gulp.

"Hahaha... What can you use to stop me!" Duke Caster smiled triumphantly when he saw Rhodes Island slowly retreating after facing the bombardment.

"Your Excellency the Duke, at the current rate, we should be able to escape the impact of the disaster." An expert in natural disasters came to this conclusion after a round of complex calculations.

"It seems that the glory of Victoria is protecting us!" Just when the Duke of Caster thought he was about to succeed, a beam of red light shot out from the upper deck of Rhodes Island, quickly sweeping across the rotating alloy tracks of the high-speed battleship at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye.

The tracks were burned through in an instant, and the warships that were swept away relied on their huge inertia to slide a certain distance, then completely lost their ability to move and could only be ruthlessly swallowed by the natural disaster.

"Tsk, isn't it just a naval gun? Everyone has one..." Klushier curled her lips and quickly replaced the naval gun with a new piece of pure Originium.

"If I didn't think it was too troublesome to repair them, I would have blown you all up into the sky long ago." Klushier pressed the launch button again, and the red light swept across again, and several more warships were swallowed by the natural disaster.

At this moment, the disaster cloud, which had originally slowed down, suddenly accelerated and engulfed the last few high-speed warships in the front, including the Duke of Caster's flagship "Glory".

"It's over..." Seeing the last high-speed warship disappear in the natural disaster, Ramalen closed her eyes, brought the bone whistle to her lips, and gently blew the death knell prepared for the enemy.