Origin Paradise!

Whether it was the battle across the sea, the reappearance of the Dragon Knight Commander, or the massive war that was about to engulf the northern and southern continents, none of these events were as shocking as the final order.

The history of the Twelve Churches is far longer than that of the Empire. The current order to eliminate them is of great significance. As for whether it is good or bad, no one can make a judgment, and its impact is immeasurable.

Chapter 627 The Battle Across the Sea

The noble meeting place.

The First Prince disappeared after he finished speaking.

The curtain rises, and the Duke takes charge of matters within the various territories.

Even after it ended, some nobles were still in shock. The complete purge of the Dragonborn Church left other churches wondering whether to oppose it or stand idly by. If the former, then turmoil in the empire was already foreseeable. But the emperor was far from being so insane. In the "heavens" beyond the knowledge of the mortal world, a great change was destined to occur.

Dawn arrives.

Inside the War Turtle Castle, Jiang He ended his mental projection. It was very difficult for a viscount to become an earl. His territory had to include an important local city. His army's attack on other earls was a provocation against the empire. As for the promotion of titles, he did have some expectations for Si Ning.

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the door.

Eleanor pushed open the door and came in, still dressed in heavy armor.

"We're about to set off. The four magical warships of the Augusta army are already in position. I personally made some thick soup this morning, and I'll bring it to you in a bit."

Jiang He narrowed his eyes; this feigned gentleness felt strangely familiar to him.

"Is your current faith in storms?"

The headquarters of the Church of Storms is located in the fortress city. At the request of the other party, the chief archbishop did not hesitate to personally go to chase the pirates. The young girl with the strength of a knight of great achievements was able to support the marquisate, and the support of the church was indispensable.

Eleanor was slightly surprised. "So you're still interested in me. It is indeed a storm, but because of the Sword of Virtue, I have to always adhere to the Eight Virtues. In this way, my strength will increase very quickly. If I don't perish in this sea crossing battle, the Virtue of Valor will probably allow me to advance to the Saint Realm."

Woo!

The trumpet sounded.

The Green Forest Legion, which guards the great port, clashed with the pirates. Under the cover of night, the royal pirates infiltrated, intending to sabotage the magic warship, but the Marquis of Black Whale, who was in charge of the defense, reacted in time.

Jiang He stood up; the war had already begun.

……

Early December, Year 265 of the Divine Calendar.

The naval battle that drew the attention of the entire empire has begun.

A fleet consisting of thirteen magical warships and twenty giant ships crossed the sea to attack Sea Serpent Island.

The Pirate Kingdom lacked the manpower and resources of the North, but under the sea serpent faith, the island's natives were natural warriors, and hundreds of small wooden boats traversed the seas.

At noon on the seventh day, the two sides encountered each other in the southern part of the Sea Serpent Islands.

The low-hanging dark clouds resembled a cold, austere iron curtain, and the salty sea breeze carried the restlessness before the storm, whipping up white waves several meters high.

The Northern Fleet cut through the waves, its countless masts standing tall on the sea like a forest of menacing fangs. The four magical warships of the Augusta Army assembled on the eastern battlefield.

On the fortress's steel deck, the sails fluttered, the winches creaked, the chains rattled, and the deep beat of war drums mingled together in a symphony, only to be completely drowned out by the torrential rain.

From the bow of the Fortress, Jiang He looked into the distance and saw a dense array of small, jagged islets. The waterways between them were filled with pirate wooden boats. If the Northern Fleet wanted to land, it would have to give up the advantages that the warships themselves offered, or it would have to endure the "firepower" from the islets.

When the fleet's warships cross a certain boundary.

The order from the Green Forest flagship was relayed down.

Jiang He then waved his hand, and A'da immediately mobilized the Glenn Knights. The priests presided over the magic matrix, which covered the area. The knights released their battle aura, which was transformed into magic power. After passing through layers of circulation, a gale gathered and a lance tens of meters long appeared.

"Launch!" Ah Da shouted angrily.

—Immortal-level magic: Storm Spear.

With a deafening roar, the Storm Spear, carrying countless streams of wind, soared into the sky, then plummeted down as if a tornado had descended from the heavens.

In an instant, huge waves surged up on the sea around the target. The moment the gun tip pierced the water, the entire island seemed to be trampled by an invisible force. Reefs were rolled into the eye of the storm like pieces of paper, and countless sharp rocks merged into the hurricane to form a deadly tornado.

The pirates on the island screamed in terror, but the sound stopped abruptly before it could spread. Their limbs turned into a bloody mist in the strong wind, the sturdy castle collapsed, the waves submerged the wooden ship, and even the coral reefs rooted in the surrounding seabed were uprooted.

In the blink of an eye, the storm subsided.

The islands and reefs vanished, and hundreds of pirates perished at sea.

Boom boom boom!

On the remaining twelve magical warships, the Knights also launched an attack. The pure white Holy Punishment melted a reef, lava meteors triggered deafening explosions, countless vines of the Forest's Fury shattered island fragments, and chilling ice covered the waterways, freezing wooden boats to pieces.

The thirteen Immortal-level spells directly shattered the pirate royal court's island defenses. Even if a Saint-level warrior arrived, he would only be annihilated by the magic.

"Advance!" Commander Marquis Black Whale ordered.

Twenty giant ships launched the first attack, with ten thousand Green Forest Legion members leading the charge. Most of the legion consisted of ordinary soldiers, although there were quite a few knights. None of them owned their own land; the former yearned for the Breathing Technique, while the latter were obsessed with their territory. The legion's overall fighting spirit was exceptionally high.

A large number of soldiers rushed ashore.

A knight, his eyes blazing with fury, charged forward and slashed wildly, killing three men in succession. However, he was attacked from both sides. Several ordinary pirates formed a battle formation and used their sea serpent faith to unleash magic. A single, undead-level sea serpent spell blasted the knight and his two squires to death.

"Someone, kill him!"

"Form the array and prepare the magic!"

"This head is mine!"

"God Father, please have mercy on me!"

The entire coastline was engulfed in carnage, the sea breeze filled with the pungent smell of blood and rust. The knights' armor was mottled with bloodstains, and sparks from their longswords shattering the pirates' scimitars mingled with splattered brains as they fell onto the mudflats. But more and more pirates appeared, and every now and then, a silver scimitar would pierce through the knights' inner armor.

A one-eyed pirate bit through the knight's throat, and a fountain of hot, pungent blood gushed out. The accompanying squire gritted his teeth, picked up his heavy sword, and cleaved open the enemy's chest with all his might. As the organs slid out, he was filled with surprise and relief. This might be a life-changing achievement.

The torrential rain caused the tide to rise quietly, overflowing the scattered corpses. Broken shields and blades collided in the waves, emitting the unique wailing of metal. Thirteen magical warships forced their way onto the shore in the terrible weather, their hulls crashing onto the mudflats and crushing more than two thousand pirates. The various auras unique to the warships amplified the knights, putting them at their peak condition.

But just as the various knightly orders launched their massive disembarkation and attack...

At the top of the island's mountain range, a tall figure decisively waved his hand.

The tiny flames secretly residing within the pirates' bodies began to grow rapidly, and golden flames swept across the land like a torrent, burning flesh and blood, burning mudflats, burning seawater and magic, ultimately reducing half the coast and the magical warship to ashes.

The figure disappeared.

Most of the thirteen knightly orders escaped the golden torrent, with only a few knights dying. However, the soldiers of the Green Forest Legion, after fighting for a long time, were ultimately powerless and perished in the sea of ​​fire.

Among the crowd, Duke Felix looked somewhat bewildered. He turned to Marquis Black Whale and asked in a low voice:

"Your plans?"

"Your Grace, I have no idea!"

Chapter 628 The King of the Sun

Deep within the mountains of Sea Serpent Island.

A huge round mirror displays the scene on the coast.

Torrential rains are pouring down, and the island of Serpents is about to experience its seasonal storm. A golden torrent has swallowed up all the magical warships of the Northern Fleet, meaning that for the next half month, the Northern army will be unable to cross the sea to return to port. The ocean of the world of gods not only contains various powerful monsters, but is also inherently dangerous.

"The Sun King has done a great service by defeating the Storm Bishop."

"Otherwise, the Northern army could advance and retreat at will."

Inside a mountain cave, a cloaked figure looked into a round mirror and couldn't help but speak.

Not far away, the pirate king, whose face was covered with scars, sneered: "What great achievement? It's just a coincidence. There can't be two kings on one piece of land. I want him dead, and you outsiders should do your part. Otherwise, I will no longer cooperate."

"According to the pre-assigned defense zones, the Sun King will hold the coastal city of Sea Serpent. His Excellency the High Priest has always been neutral. He will help whoever is helpful to the Sea Serpent faith. This kind of opportunist who only cares about the victor will not interfere with you."

The Pirate King said coldly, "Therefore, you must find an opportunity to surround and kill him."

The Pirate King remained resolute. The cloaked figure before him was the leader of the End Players' Squad. Because he no longer had a player identity, these End Players had not yet realized the existence of their kind, and only regarded the "Pirate King" as a native being.

The cloaked man frowned upon hearing this and asked, "The Northern Army has four Saint-level warriors, while the island only has three. If internal strife continues, we will be digging our own graves, and we will ultimately not be able to escape either."

Breaking away from the Sea Serpent's camp is not something that can be done overnight. The Sun King is an important fighting force on their side, and he disagrees with the Pirate King's short-sighted approach unless they still have something to rely on.

The Pirate King snorted, and as the legendary item, the Holy Grail, emerged from his palm, the accumulated power of the sea serpent's faith within it surged. In the mountain cave, nine pairs of enormous eyes slightly opened, and before the gods, the nine-headed sea serpent, which had been slain by the combined forces of "Storm" and "Mother of Monsters," began to revive somewhat.

The cloaked man's eyes widened, his expression one of shock.

In the indigenous history of Serpent Island, the nine-headed serpent is the "Earth Mother Goddess" of the natives, a genuine sky-level combat power, that is, a peak being of the heroic age. The Holy Grail in front of them is obviously a peerless treasure for collecting faith.

"To avenge the people from the land blessed by the storm, to annihilate the Augusta army, the blood of faith will be offered to the gods, and the souls that are annihilated will not be resurrected. At that time, I will be the father of the newborn sea serpent. With such terrifying power, attacking the North will be no empty talk."

The Pirate King, his eyes filled with anticipation, solemnly declared, "If we destroy the twelve churches and unify the faiths of the northern and southern continents, the world of gods will give birth to its first transcendent being, and I will be the king of the world."

The cloaked figure fell into a long silence.

The so-called "transcendent" is most likely a sub-legendary being. The gods now reside high in the "heavens," so as a relic of the old era, the sea serpent, a former loser, has become the only sacred being in the mortal world. Compared to the peak of ordinary heroes, the power of faith-based beings is quite unstable, but in battle, faith is an inexhaustible source of power.

The significance of the Holy Grail is to eliminate hidden dangers and expand advantages, and it may very well have the effect of stabilizing the power of the sea serpent.

"No wonder you have such arrogant ambitions."

The cloaked man turned and left. If that was the case, then the Sun King was indeed unnecessary. The ideal of the King of the World was worth his and his companions' service, after all, the rewards were unprecedentedly huge.

The Pirate King watched the cloaked man leave, and a young nobleman stepped out of the shadows; he was none other than the Earl, the second son of Duke Felix.

So far, most of the Northern Army's actions have been "as expected" on Serpent Island. Duke Felix sent his second son to feign surrender, using the Lady Rose blasphemy case as a motive, and using previous victories to increase trust. However, he did not expect that the young count would reveal everything to the Pirate King on the very first day he arrived on the island.

"What is the Duke of the North planning to do next?"

The young count said, "After besieging Sea Serpent City for a long time without success, pirates launched a night raid and killed the Second Prince."

The Pirate King glanced sideways and said, "Four Saint Realms, and you still can't take them down after such a long siege?"

"The Duke will drink alcohol and poison himself, and will pretend to be sick and not come out. Viscount Rhine is isolated and has no military order to attack the city. It is normal that the two marquises want to kill the Sun King. The war is difficult."

The young count said with a faint smile, "The wine was nominally a gift from me, hoping to gain the Duke's forgiveness, but I replaced the poison I originally brought. He thinks I would be a good younger brother to my elder brother, how naive and laughable."

The Pirate King's silence was merely a manifestation of a Saint-level Duke's absolute confidence in his own strength and status.

"Which of you two marquises is supporting you?"

The young count smiled upon hearing this, "You can guess."

……

The coast of Sea Snake Island is shrouded in a deep, still night.

After landing and taking a short rest, the thirteen knightly orders immediately headed towards the largest native city in the area, Sea Serpent City.

Although it is called a city, it is actually a hollow, towering mountain. Throughout its long history, generations of priests who worshipped the sea serpents have carved countless magic circles on the mountain, making it an invincible fortress. Legend has it that this place was once the lair of the sea serpents, and all the tribes in the western part of the Sea Serpent Island took pride in living there.

It was past midnight.

Jiang He received orders to guard the main camps of various knightly orders and prevent other pirates from launching sneak attacks.

"The Duke is actually willing to reconcile." Eleanor stood on the balcony of the War Turtle Castle, her expression somewhat surprised.

In her view, the Sun King was extremely dangerous, having severely injured the Storm Bishop. His combat strength was similar to that of Rhine, who killed the Rock Lion. Duke Felix's decision not to let Rhine be the main attacker spoke volumes. If it weren't for her presence, the next step would likely have been a marriage alliance, since a Saint-level being was worth courting by any power.

Under the gaze of two people.

A probing attack, led by the Marquis of Black Whale, has begun.

The Black Whale Knights launched the first attack on Sea Serpent City. A thousand elite knights, clad in heavy armor, charged forward, their iron boots crushing rocks, the buzzing sound of their armor rubbing together creating an invisible wave.

"Raging Wave Warhammer!" Marquis Black Whale shouted.

The clergy released their magic, and a giant magic circle appeared. The knights tacitly released their battle aura, which, after transformation, materialized into a hundred-meter-long giant hammer. The azure raging hammer contained a large amount of water element. When the hammer struck, the mountains trembled.

But after a few breaths, the pirates erupted in cheers.

One by one, the Sea Serpent magic circles lit up, and the damage from the Immortal-level magic, Raging Wave Warhammer, swept across the land, stirring up clouds of dust in the distance. Yet, Sea Serpent City remained unscathed. Years of reinforcement had made this fortress city a symbol of Sea Serpent Island, with all the damage transferred, truly living up to its name as an invincible fortress.

Deng Deng Deng!

The knights charged to the mountaintop, thousands of pirates emerged from the crater, and the sea serpent priests unleashed their magic. Hundreds of giant magical serpents swooped down, shattering armor and crushing flesh, causing hundreds of casualties in the blink of an eye.

The knights and pirates were locked in a chaotic battle. The knights were significantly outnumbered, but thanks to the elite strength of all the knights and their magical heavy armor, the situation was basically even. The pirate leader and his core members were all watching and waiting, after all, there were still twelve such knightly orders.

After a quarter of an hour of fierce fighting, hundreds of corpses lay strewn about.

Marquis Black Whale began climbing the mountain, his immortal-grade knight sword a deep blue, as if reflecting the sea.

Inside the War Turtle Castle, Jiang He closed his eyes and carefully controlled the Future Knight. This was only a probing phase, and it wasn't time to kill the Black Whale Marquis yet. Originally, he planned to use the Future Knight to directly kill the Pirate King, but the resurgence of the Nine-Headed Sea Serpent was indeed a bit troublesome.

boom!