Schliemann patted Hilpeter on the shoulder, looked at Connie beside him, and said, "After I leave, I hope your world will be the same as it is now. Although it is not peaceful, there will always be peace.
If the ancient god comes out, the whole world will basically be over.
In the Kingdom of Hisoka, a descendant of an ancient god almost destroyed Antler City. Think about it, the ancient god may not even need to come into your sight to affect your spirit. "
Hilpeter was influenced by the descendants of the ancient gods. Whether in illusion or in reality, that kind of impact has been tormenting him for how long. Walter often made the gesture of stuffing bread into his mouth to tease him.
Several people separated and interrogated different crew members, and learned a series of information from them such as the island's population, defense status, names of lords, people's livelihood industries, and belief status.
They compiled this information, discussed it, and finally, an hour later, the plan to occupy the empty island was formed.
The Crescent had made all pre-war preparations, and Schliemann ordered the Crescent to turn around and target the West Island.
After more than half an hour's flight, the outline of West Island Airport appeared in everyone's sight.
Schliemann ordered the crew to load special steel spears into the steel spear launchers.
The crew took out wooden barrels from the cabin, fished out strips from the water, and tied them to the steel spear that was already tied with a pipe.
Following Schliemann's order, the crew ignited the fuses of the tubes and fired these strange steel spears at the flying ship parked in the berth.
The powerful explosion even startled Schliemann on the bridge. The flying ships were quickly surrounded by raging fire and burned to death.
After completing the attack on the West Island airport, the Crescent turned around and headed straight for the East Island.
This time, Schliemann did not give the military airships at the airport a chance to take off. After entering the range, he ordered to open fire, and the Dongdao Airport instantly fell into a sea of fire.
He deliberately made the Crescent Moon move forward slowly over the blazing East Island Airport, boldly displaying the petal-shaped coat of arms on his chest.
"We are about to occupy this place, and I advise you to surrender honestly and avoid unnecessary casualties.
Call your lord Fisher, and my clone will talk to him in a moment. I will not kill surrender, kill people, or plunder. I just want to end the war between the two islands! "
The crew members wore petal-shaped blouses and stood on the side of the Crescent, shouting to the panicked soldiers below: "Unify the two islands, surrender without killing! Don't kill the people! Don't plunder!"
The shouts were in unison, like well-trained soldiers.
Then, Schliemann stepped onto the deck, and the Crescent's helmsman received instructions to immediately pull up, turn back, and head to the West Island.
Seeing that the attack was over, Ampton tugged on Schliemann's sleeve.
"What is that? Does it burn so badly?"
"Some black powder and white phosphorus, tie it to a steel spear, light the fuse, and fire, it's that simple."
Ampton licked his lips, looking like a kid at the bottom of his class listening to another student explain a math problem he couldn't figure out.
Schliemann slapped his forehead and said: "Black powder, this is the propellant used in my gun."
"I know this. What is white phosphorus?"
"A dangerous thing will burn very quickly and violently. If the flames of this thing burn on a person, there is only one way in this world to extinguish it, and the necessary things are not available everywhere."
"Can't water put it out?"
"Burning white phosphorus releases smoke when it hits water, and this smoke is highly toxic."
"Holy crap...then why wasn't there smoke when the crew fished it out of the barrel just now?"
"Because they are not burning. Due to the technological level of this world, I can only store the white phosphorus in water."
"It's so dangerous and you still put it on the boat..."
"As long as no one takes it out it'll be fine."
"The fire that won't go out... it's terrible."
Schliemann waved his hand and laughed.
"It's not that it's immortal. It will still be extinguished after it's burned out, but if it's not burned out, it's really not easy to extinguish.
If it sticks to your body, its high temperature of more than a thousand degrees will burn through your skin, muscles, and even bones. "
"Then how can we destroy it? What is that thing you just mentioned that is not available everywhere?"
"I'm kidding you, just grab a handful of dirt and put it on it, and with luck it will go out."
"What bad luck?"
Schliemann shrugged and said: "Even if bad luck is extinguished, it will rekindle."
"Damn...what the hell did you bring into my world!"
"Hey, this is what you refined here. It's none of my business! I just use it!"
"We have it here? Who did it?"
"The Sky Island of the Flame God Sect will be used when they hold divine manifestation ceremonies. They have prepared a lot."
"Damn! Isn't this seeking death?"
"Are you seeking death? I think they have no choice. In order to rule the congregation, they can only use things that are difficult for the congregation to understand to demonstrate their miracles...
You don’t know, that island is actually not big, but it is a mess.
Only Yanshen Sect, their parish is peaceful. Even enemies who are fighting each other on the battlefield will put down their fights in Yanshen City. It can be regarded as a civilized haven in a barbaric island. "
The West Island Airport appeared in their field of vision. The fire had been extinguished and thick smoke was billowing here.
Several people were lying on the ground, burned to ashes.
A soldier holding a helmet stood at the airport and glared at the Crescent.
The Crescent was hovering above the airport, and the crew on board had taken off their burqas.
“Lord Punan, please put down your weapons and surrender to us.
Of course, you can resist, but now that you have no air power, all we have to do is fire a few shots of this new thing at your castle, and your men will surrender.
But I hope you can be like a noble and accept your failure with dignity, so that we will not make it difficult for you. "
A bearded warrior stared at Schliemann on the Crescent, gritting his teeth.
"When did Fisher come up with something like this?"
Schliemann smiled and said: "Don't worry about those things, just give your answer."
"Hmph! What if I just don't surrender?"
"Then I can only tell you that I don't mind rebuilding a West Island City."
"Okay, since you want me to be like a noble, then I will challenge you to a duel as a noble! If I lose, the West Island belongs to Fisher! But if I win, you have to go back to your The East Island!"
"Ah... you are really embarrassed. I am not a nobleman with a sword. If you insist, I can only find someone to duel on my behalf..."
Schliemann glanced at Ampton and felt that he was a king after all, and asking him to duel for him was a bit too much, so he tilted his head back and saw Walter.
"Walter, don't leave yet. If you can help me, go and compete with this gentleman for me!"
Walter turned around and stared at Schliemann with a resentful look.
