United Fleet,
Suzuki Saburo, this rising expert from Fuso's Sea Area 903,
stood at the bow of the Sea Soul Maru,
looking at the Netherworld in the distance, which stood out like a sore thumb, his face filled with apprehension.
He looked at the Lighthouse on the side and said in a deep voice,
"Charles-kun, it seems that devil Lu Chen has upgraded his warship to a Single-masted sailing ship. We absolutely cannot be careless!"
Before Charles could speak,
a burst of wild laughter suddenly erupted from the White Elephant on the side.
It was the ascetic monk Amir.
He twirled the prayer beads in his hand and said confidently,
"So what if it's a Single-masted sailing ship? Hmph, later we just need to concentrate all our firepower and bombard it fiercely. I'd like to see if that fragile canvas can withstand endless attacks!"
"Besides,"
Amir glanced at the dark cannon at the bow of the ship,
his eyes full of pride.
That was a Bronze-grade Short-barreled Rapid-fire Cannon, a reward he received for being the first in the Newbie Sea Area to upgrade his novice wooden boat to advanced.
"Our India has mastered such terrifying killing weapons. We will surely make that arrogant and conceited Lu Chen come and never return, burying him in the belly of the fish!"
"Although that's true, the strength of that devil Lu Chen is indeed unparalleled. I'm afraid no one among us can restrain him!"
Gargoyle Pierre stood on the Triumph,
the cracks on his skin faintly visible in the sunlight, his eyes revealing deep worry.
Pierre had thought that with his Gaul Rooster's repeated dodging,
he could cleverly avoid the flames of war,
but unexpectedly, his sea area still ended up becoming the hunting ground for that devil Lu Chen.
Recalling Fan Zhuosi's terrifying attributes, which were defeated even in front of Lu Chen,
Pierre couldn't help but feel a heavy gloom settle over his heart.
"asiba, that devil Lu Chen has actually risen to Level 9 now. How on earth did he do it?"
On the Han River,
Park Jeong-ho stared at the Level Ranking List of the 1000th District, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Just a while ago, when Lu Chen and he were in a survival gamble, he was only Level 5,
and in such a short time, he's Level 9?
Is this a joke?
I, Park Jeong-ho, as the strongest warrior of the Great Goryeo nation, am only Level 5 now,
This Lu Chen must have cheated!
Just as the hearts of the United Fleet members were filled with apprehension, a sudden burst of wild laughter broke the silence,
attracting everyone's attention.
It was Charles.
He put down the telescope in his hand, his face beaming with irrepressible joy,
"Hahaha, everyone, don't be afraid. That Lu Chen, in order to level up quickly, is now very seriously injured. Half of his body is gone!"
"Nani?"
Upon hearing this, Suzuki Saburo immediately looked up towards the Netherworld shrouded in black mist ahead,
and indeed found that
Lu Chen's left arm and a small part of his left chest had actually disappeared without a trace.
His face immediately lit up with ecstasy,
"Hahahaha, sou desu ne, truly heaven's oracle blesses our Great Fuso Empire! That devil Lu Chen has actually suffered such heavy injuries at such a critical moment!"
The moment they discovered Lu Chen was injured,
the tension in the hearts of the United Fleet members suddenly eased, and smiles bloomed on their faces in unison.
The fighting spirit in Amir's eyes grew even stronger, and he sneered,
"Excellent! Next, I will make that Lu Chen experience the terror of the ascetic monks of our ancient India!"
Even if you were once a Level 9 expert,
now that you've lost half your body,
what can you do?
Later, I will make you die by my Brahma's Wrath!
At the same time,
in the chat channel of the Eighth District,
members from the alliance countries witnessed the scene of Lu Chen's severe injury and instantly erupted in bursts of cheers.
"Oh, god, I was a bit worried before, but now it seems we're sure to win!"
"Hahaha, that's right. This Lu Chen is truly too arrogant. He actually overestimated himself and tried to challenge our ten sea areas by himself. Now he's stupid, right?"
"Amir-sama, charge! Use your power to crush the arrogance of the Shen Xia people and let them witness the might of India!"
"Haha, after winning this survival gamble, our ten sea areas will all gain 40 attribute points. Arigato, these generous Shen Xia people, hahaha!"
"Fuso friend upstairs, no need to thank them, because they are all about to die!"
"asiba, I can't wait to see the scene of all those Shen Xia people turning into mummies and dying!"
Looking at the rapidly approaching United Fleet,
Zhou Yu approached Yang Zimo, his expression tense,
"Brother Yang, we're getting closer and closer to the United Fleet. What exactly is Idol Lu Chen's plan?"
"If we don't take action soon, we will enter their firing range. We only have five warships, and our firepower will undoubtedly be completely suppressed in comparison!"
You know, heaven's oracle's rewards for each Newbie Sea Area are the same,
on the United Fleet's more than thirty advanced warships,
a considerable number of Bronze and Black Iron-grade shipborne weapons are also equipped,
Although their individual power and range cannot be compared to the Netherworld's Sea Dragon's Fury Cannon,
however, they have the advantage of being numerous.
If they were to engage in a head-on naval battle with their current strength alone, the Shen Xia fleet would likely not escape misfortune.
Yang Zimo shook his head slightly, his gaze firm,
"I'm not sure about the specific details, but since Lu Chen arranged it this way, he must have his plan. We just need to wait for the right moment."
The astonishing miracles that Lu Chen had created time and time again,
had gradually, and involuntarily, caused Officer Yang, who had always been calm and acted based on logic and evidence,
to develop a nearly blind trust in Lu Chen.
Looking back,
he had many times, out of good intentions, advised Lu Chen to temporarily avoid conflict,
However,
Lu Chen had always, with astonishing performance, subverted his expectations time and time again.
Therefore, this time,
he chose to trust Lu Chen.
...
"Everyone pay attention! Once we enter firing range, concentrate fire and sink Lu Chen's Netherworld!"
Charles stood at the bow, his gaze like a knife,
looking directly at Lu Chen standing tall like a pine tree ahead,
a cold smile playing on his lips.
Lu Chen, oh Lu Chen,
I don't know where you got the guts to dare challenge our ten sea areas simultaneously.
Soon,
you will pay the price for your arrogance and learn the taste of regret!
Just as Charles was immersed in fantasies of victory, a sudden whistling sound broke the tranquility of the sea surface.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"
The sound grew rapidly, coming from far away and approaching,
"What is that sound?"
Charles furrowed his brow and looked around in confusion.
"Up there! Charles, look at the sky!"
Catherine's voice came from behind him, carrying a hint of uncontrollable trembling.
"Up there?"
Charles slowly raised his head, his pupils instantly contracting to pinpricks.
In the sky,
hundreds of figures soared, flapping their wings, their twin wings spread, emitting a heart-pounding aura,
swiftly diving down, heading straight towards them.
It was precisely the Storm Wing Clan, who had rushed here upon receiving Lu Chen's command!
Charles felt the oppressive aura emanating from the Storm Wing Clan,
his face first turned pale,
Immediately after, as if he had thought of something, a look of ecstasy appeared on his face,
"Oh, god, it's angels! Angels have descended to help us fight against the devil Lu Chen!"
Those Storm Wing Clan members,
with their wings spread,
and handsome faces,
their appearance was indeed extremely similar to the angels depicted in Western cultural legends.