When the Star Wind Fleet sailed close to the Hulk Cemetery, the visual impact of this miraculous giant structure was even stronger.
Like a black mountain range, it not only fills up the original reef islands, but also occupies a large area of the surrounding sea area.
The fillings that make up the mountains are diverse.
There are wide-bodied freight merchant ships from the Holy Empire and the Free Cities.
There are fast boats built by sea elves from the coast of Irollan who believe in Shalasa.
There are rough sailing galleys of the orcs.
There are also semi-submersible transport ships decorated with corals and pearls from the once glorious Hasima Empire...
During the long time when the mechanical race ruled the oceans, "ships" as a means of transportation and war have disappeared from the sight of land races.
After that, it seemed that some kind of giant force had collected all the ships that had disappeared from all over the world and piled them up here!
Who did all this?
Is it an ocean current? Or the pirates of the Desolate Sea?
Or maybe a mechanical race?
However, Li Ran didn't feel much of the mechanical aura in the black mountain that was tens of meters high, nor did he find any life forms or living things.
There are no pirates still alive here.
On the contrary, he felt an extremely strong aura of death.
At Li Ran's reminder, Jamil ordered the Starwind fleet to form a ship array and line it up on the sea.
Beside the ship's side, the operator cocked the ballista.
On the deck, the air cavalry put on their goggles and carried their lances, standing beside their gryphon partners.
They tightened their reins, and as soon as Felix gave the order, they immediately climbed onto the back of the gryphon and took off to fight.
Murazeer and Tia held the holy sword and landed next to Li Ran.
Selina and Bai Yue turned into dragon forms, hovering in mid-air and waving their wings.
Everyone was staring cautiously at the mountain-like ruins graveyard, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
As if in response to this warning, a man slowly walked out from the top of the mountain.
He was wearing a ragged black robe, and on his skinny face, the deep-set green pupils were like the underworld fire floating from the underworld, strange and sinister.
This man is obviously a necromancer.
His movements were somewhat inconvenient, and he was holding a staff that looked like a firewood stick.
But Li Ran, who has psychic vision, can see, where is the firewood stick?
Thick black psychic threads emanated from the inside of the staff in a steady stream.
They are entangled with each other, stirring like spiritual snakes.
This staff is by no means as simple as it seems!
boom!
A thunderstorm flashed past, lighting up the dark sky, and at the same time, the skinny man on the top of the mountain was reflected like a god of death, which was strange and terrifying.
"Hehehe..."
The Necromancer let out a rough laugh.
"We meet again, Lord of Starwind, this is truly fate."
"After being defeated by you in the Forgotten Castle, I was in a coma and was washed here by the ocean currents. I accidentally discovered this miraculous maritime cemetery."
"There are not only countless ships here, but also countless skeletons and corpses, as well as buried treasures!" The Necromancer stretched out his withered arm and issued an invitation, "Now, Lord of Starwind, get ready to face death. ?"
"Remember, the person who takes your life is a seventh-level Death Bachelor who is loyal to Lord Starbreaker, Leo."
Li Ran remembered that when she first arrived at the Forgotten Castle, Anastasia was fighting a fierce battle with an undead fleet besieging the castle.
And this necromancer named Leo is the leader of that fleet.
After devastatingly destroying enemy ships and legions, his body and final whereabouts were indeed not found.
Unexpectedly, Leo was brought to this hulk cemetery by the ocean current.
The staff in his hand might be a treasure carried by a certain ship, and he was lucky enough to find it and get it.
The unique environment and the artifact-level staff allow this necromancer to double the power of necromancy.
Li Ran looked at the proud Leo seriously.
This enemy cannot be underestimated!
Leo chanted in a low voice, like a priest giving a blessing.
"The soldiers of the empire, the dead of Hasima, the sailors of the orcs, the sea hunters of the elves, and the former owner of the Cauldron Reef - the pirate king who roamed the barren sea, you all sleep here... .”
He raised his staff and shouted.
"Now, in the name of the ancient artifact, the Deadwood Staff, stand up and fight for me!"
Click——
The mountain range formed by stacked ships of various colors made a cracking sound, and then, one after another, ancient hulks fell from the upper levels.
In the end, the sporadic falls evolved into a total collapse, and countless ships poured down and fell into the sea!
Boom-boom-boom!
Jamil had to order the Starwind fleet to retreat urgently to avoid the waves caused by the collapse of the ship cemetery.
The collapse lasted for a full quarter of an hour. Wooden debris and metal dust generated when the ship crashed into the sea covered the sea surface and continued to disperse high into the sky, covering dozens of miles in radius with a thick layer of dust mist.
Under the dim sky, there was thick smoke that blocked the sight. The wind and waves of the Desolate Sea, which were usually wild, stopped for some reason at this moment, turning the nearby sea area into a terrifying sea of death mist.
Dozens of warships in the Star Wind Fleet were separated by thick fog. Apart from the sound of ship horns, they could no longer see any ship except their own.
In this strange fog, every soldier and crew member became nervous.
In such an environment, the gryphon knights could not take off, and the naval guns could not hit the enemy from a long distance. Being separated from the familiar combat environment, some experienced warriors could not help but feel frightened.
Then, a series of ship numbers of different lengths came from the thick fog.
That was the flagship Rebel Knight conveying an order to other warships - stay put, prohibit firing of naval guns, and prepare to engage in battle!
The experienced captain of the Blizzard-class battleship immediately understood the connotation of the order. In such weather, the distance between the ships was not far, but they could not be seen visually. If they fired rashly into the fog, it would be easy to accidentally injure friendly forces.
The skeleton soldiers, spearmen, crossbowmen and Crusader swordsmen who had been waiting in the cabin obeyed the order and came to the deck.
Pikemen and swordsmen guarded the sides of the ship, while crossbowmen boarded the bridge or stood in groups on the second deck and bow, ready to attack any enemy who emerged from the thick fog.
The gryphon knights gave up flying and broke into pieces. The air cavalry held their spears in hand and prepared to join the gryphon team in the battle on the deck.
Depth charges are placed next to the ship's side. The naval gun operator only needs to push the bomb into the sea and set a longer delay fuse to attack the underwater enemy.
While the ships were nervously preparing for battle, noises began to be heard in the thick fog.
At first, there was a rustling sound.
Then, the sound became louder and louder, and gradually, there was a deafening howling sound from all directions.
Veterans of the fleet have heard sounds like that.
That was the terrifying roar that a legion-level undead army could only make when the undead were boiling!
An orc sailing warship with a broken tail broke through the thick fog. A tall skeleton with a thick frame and covered with tattered animal skins, holding a long knife and a huge ax, stood on the windless and automatic ghost ship, just like their orc ancestors had done for thousands of years. Like that, howling and rushing towards the Blizzard-class battleship!
Behind this orc warship, there are thousands of various ghost warships, carrying undead creatures of different races and shapes, traveling quickly through the mist.
