Chapter 151 War is Imminent

A few days later, on a nameless, desolate island in the Luying West Sea.

The Eternal Night sailed far away on the sea. The Dawnbreaker members watched the elemental anomalies on the desolate island gradually subside and gathered again on the deck.

"Hey, look, the backlash from the natural disaster on the island is completely over. Did Mr. Suren seem to have advanced successfully?"

"Of course, he succeeded. How could Mr. Suren possibly fail to advance! However, the backlash from the natural disaster these past few days has been a bit too exaggerated..."

"Yeah, yesterday the peak energy fluctuation observed by the energy instrument reached VTVII level, which has exceeded the energy released by the vast majority of volcanic eruptions. It's really unbelievable. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that someone could withstand such a terrifying backlash."

"That's right. Mr. Suren fused with the epic-level Isaac Dragon纹 Gold Body. Ah... Why could I only fuse with a silver-quality one, wuu..."

"..."

Everyone discussed animatedly.

Before this, no one would have thought that Suren's advancement phenomenon would be so exaggerated.

These past few days, they had witnessed one doomsday-like natural disaster after another.

The wind was so fierce that it could blow the Eternal Night into the sky; the rain was so sharp that it was like knives falling from the sky; the earthquake was like the collapse of a plane; the fire burned the sky red...

Even the two eighth-tier professionals in the group were filled with emotion.

Now that the natural disaster anomaly had stopped, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The Old Sword God Bartolo looked at the island in the distance, and said with undisguised emotion, "The power of the natural disaster backlash I experienced back then was only one-tenth of this. It's hard to imagine how strong Suren's body must be to suffer such a strong backlash from the plane."

"Blood Duke" Wordsworth, who was beside him, also responded, "Yes. The higher the intensity of the natural disaster backlash one can withstand, the greater the benefits gained after a successful advancement. What's frightening is that Suren is also a puppeteer. Now that he has comprehended the Overlord Body, I can hardly imagine who in this plane can pose a fatal threat to him. With an undefeatable main body, his puppet legion is already invincible..."

Nineteen said, "One person is a legion. The Strange Puppet Master lineage is really an exaggerated professional sequence..."

Barrett said, "I have a feeling that those guys in the Celestial God Plane are going to have one more 'nightmare' after the ten-thousand-man magic团."

Everyone said, "Yes, hahahaha..."

Suren's strength was evident to everyone in the Dawnbreaker.

The most terrifying thing was that not only was his main body unbelievably strong, but he was also a puppeteer.

When he was in the seventh tier, he could single-handedly annihilate a ten-thousand-man magic团. Now that he has advanced to the eighth-tier Overlord Body Realm, his main body can hardly be killed.

This combat power is so exaggerated that people can no longer see the top.

At least, the Dawnbreaker members couldn't think of anyone they knew who could defeat Suren.

...

On the other hand.

On the island, thunderclouds filled the sky, and the nine-pointed star alchemy array in the center of the island had become dim.

A few days ago, this island was still lush and green, but now it was desolate, and even the beach had turned into a thick layer of hard crystals.

The island was filled with various chaotic law elements, which were natural disaster backlashes that could easily kill a high-level professional.

In the center of the alchemy array, Suren was bare-chested, meditating with his eyes closed, standing still.

At this moment, the black-gold dragon scale runes on his body surface were gleaming, and his muscles were bulging and knotted, faintly exuding a metallic texture.

Those chaotic elements seemed to be isolated by an invisible force a few meters away from his body surface, unable to disturb his meditation in the slightest.

Like a thousand-hammered iron ingot, the impurities had been hammered out, refined into steel.

Finally, after the natural disaster backlash completely subsided, the dark clouds in the sky quickly dissipated.

Sunlight pierced through the dark clouds and shone on Suren.

He opened his eyes and murmured, "This is the Overlord Body."

Suren stood up

and looked at his body.

He could clearly feel that after the domineering aura and domain merged with his body, the toughness of his body had exceeded the limits of the physical level and reached a certain level of law.

For low-level professionals, this state was like the Dragon Race's innate ultra-high magic resistance, which could almost be said to be physical immunity and invulnerability.

Looking at the body data, it had soared by a large margin after the advancement.

Now that he had entered the eighth tier today, he was already standing at the apex of the alchemist pyramid.

Standing at a high place, he saw a different kind of scenery.

Suren had many feelings.

But because everything was as expected, there was no joy or sorrow on his face.

He looked into the distance, and a strange light that seemed to be able to seize people's hearts burst out in his eyes, and he felt even more emotional in his heart: "The soul is immortal."

The eighth-tier advancement material he used was the [Descartes Crystal Skull] found in the Atlantis ruins before.

After fusion, he could have the characteristics of an immortal soul fire.

This also meant that it would be almost impossible for anyone to use curses or other mysterious techniques to deal with him now.

Even if it was divine magic, Suren would not collapse if he was severely injured.

With an immortal soul and the physical and magical resistance of the Overlord Body Realm, he now truly had no defensive shortcomings.

If the puppeteer's main body couldn't die, the combat power would really be hard to estimate.

Moreover, after advancing to the eighth tier, Suren's control over the number of puppets had also increased greatly.

Previously, he could probably control more than 10,000, but now he estimated that 20,000 was no problem.

Moreover, this advancement material also greatly increased the load-bearing capacity of the brain domain. After completely digesting the benefits brought by the advancement, he could also consider the eighth-tier colonization of [Isaac the Blasphemer].

When that colonization was fused, it would be the ultimate goal of "infinite control" that he had planned for his Strange Puppet Master.

Thinking of this, Suren murmured in his heart: "I have to find a better material to refine [Blasphemer]. I don't know if that Void Bug Mother is still alive..."

Originally, advancing to the eighth tier was nothing unexpected for him now, so he didn't delay on the deserted island.

With a wave of his hands, he changed his clothes with a trick.

He put on a black Gothic suit, and with another step, he had already appeared on the deck of the Eternal Night a few nautical miles away.

"Mr. Suren is back!"

Seeing Suren return, the Dawnbreaker members excitedly gathered around and congratulated him.

Even Bartolo and "Blood Duke" Wordsworth, the two eighth-tiers, were amazed.

Only those of the same tier could feel how strong Suren really was.

It was simply... outrageous!

After chatting for a while, the crowd dispersed. The Dawnbreaker would have a grand banquet tonight to celebrate this special day.

But at this time, the management of the Dawnbreaker gathered together.

Because they had just received an urgent message from Luying.

The staff officer took out a sea chart, pointed to a strait, and said, "A few hours ago, we just received information from the Mirror Organization that the allied forces of the Luying and Maha Empires were preparing a secret raid on the Celestial God Plane near the Empire Strait. But it seems like there was an accident, and the entire fleet has lost contact. That fleet was led by 'Thunder Tiger' Meredith Ben Moses, the former Grand Admiral of the Maha Navy, and Admiral Rostov, and it also concentrated a large part of the elite combat power of the two empires. If an accident occurs, it will have a huge negative impact on the war situation and morale. Now the Empire is trying its best to find the whereabouts of the fleet, and the intelligence team is also asking us if we can provide some help... Because Mr. Suren, you were advancing before, so..."

The distance was too far. Even if they got the information, it would take one or two months to get there.

This matter could only be decided by Suren.

Hearing this, Suren frowned and asked:

"How is the war situation?"

The staff officer said again, "It's not optimistic. A month ago, the capital of the Maha Empire, Cabitrone, was breached by the magic团 of the Celestial God Plane, and now almost the entire territory has fallen. The only good news is that not too many people have descended from the Celestial God Plane. They can only occupy some cities. Moreover, because the Maha high-level officials ordered the destruction of all shipyards in the territory, those invaders have no large ships available, and the natural barrier of the Empire Strait also prevents the invasion of the Luying mainland. Now the remaining legions of Maha are fighting guerrilla warfare in the wilderness. The war situation is still in a stalemate..."

Hearing this, Suren looked at the sea chart that the staff officers had taken out, his eyes turned, and he immediately decided: "Then let's go to the area where the Allied Fleet disappeared first. Everyone prepares for battle!"

Everyone: "Yes!"

Although their current location was tens of thousands of nautical miles away from the Empire Strait, distance was never a problem for Suren.

On the other side.

Somewhere in the Empire Strait between the two empires of Luying and Maha, there was a huge fleet, gathering in a defensive formation and sailing rapidly on the sea.

Huge chimneys billowed with black smoke, and countless rivets pieced together warships that were like steel behemoths. These were the top steam warships of the two empires, with the most sophisticated artillery and ship defense systems of the time.

Looking at the flags, this was an allied army composed of at least seven large fleets.

This was a super fleet capable of destroying any city.

But at this moment, in the conference room of the core flagship of the fleet, a fierce tactical meeting was being held.

"Damn it, how was our whereabouts exposed?"

"I'm afraid it was those 'surrender faction' guys who have already contacted the people of the Celestial God Plane. Moreover, this raid plan is top secret. The people who can access the information must be of high status..."

"What a bunch of bastards. In order to survive, they don't hesitate to betray their compatriots and the entire alchemy plane!"

"It's meaningless to say this now. Let's think about how to break through..."

The professional soldiers in military uniforms were talking angrily and excitedly.

The original top-secret raid plan was ambushed instead. They knew that an insider had leaked the battle plan.

The two people sitting in the main seat of the conference room were a bald man and a square-faced man.

Neither of them spoke, and they both exuded a domineering aura that had been tempered on the battlefield.

But listening to the words of the staff officers, the faces of the two were not very good.

If Suren was here, he would naturally recognize at a glance that the bald man was Dora's grandfather, "Thunder Tiger" Meredith Ben Moses, the Grand Admiral of the Maha Navy.

The other man with a mustache and a square face was Admiral Rostov, the former commander of the Luying Royal Fleet.

Now, the topic of discussion was naturally how to break through.

But no matter how they looked at it, this was a premeditated ambush by the enemy, and there was no possibility for them to break through.

"It seems that at least six ten-thousand-man magic团 from the Celestial God Plane have come to ambush us. Looking at the legion flags, it should be the elite magic团 that breached Cabitrone before..."

"It will take at least half a month to get here from the nearest military port in the Empire. I'm afraid we won't be able to hold on until the reinforcements arrive."

Moreover, waiting for reinforcements may not be a good thing.

"Yes. The enemy is clearly 'attacking the point and striking the reinforcements'. Those guys want to trap us while trying to eliminate the reinforcements as much as possible. If the main fleet of the Empire is attracted out of the port to support us, our defensive advantage will be gone. Once those guys break through the line of defense, the consequences will be really terrible."

Everyone present were professional soldiers who had experienced hundreds of battles, so how could they not understand the current situation?

Before the battle had even begun, they were already in a desperate situation.

After discussing for a long time, they couldn't come up with any plan to reverse the situation.

In the main seat, "Thunder Tiger" Meredith and Admiral Rostov looked at each other, and they both understood the determination in each other's eyes.

They were the ones who made the decisions.

Having risen from the ranks of soldiers to the position of marshal, they had experienced countless fierce battles, so how could they retreat?

Moreover, the Allied Fleet this time was composed of the elite of the Empire. Even in a desperate situation, there was no fear on everyone's faces. In the plane war, it was either you die or I die. They had long been prepared to shed the last drop of blood for the civilization war.

At this time, "Thunder Tiger" Meredith made a decision and said decisively: "Continue to send signals, notifying the Empire not to send reinforcements! The reconnaissance team will look for a suitable naval battle position, ready to fight the enemy. Even if we die in battle, we must at least take a few ten-thousand-man magic团 of the enemy as our funeral!"

Hearing this, all the staff officers stood up together, saluting solemnly and said:

"Yes!"

The order was passed down in the blink of an eye, and the soldiers of the Allied Fleet were also preparing. The entire fleet was filled with a tragic atmosphere.

However, just as this fleet was preparing to fight to the death, something unexpected happened.

From the observers on the periphery, a message that no one would have expected suddenly came: "Attention everyone, there is a ship approaching us rapidly from the northeast!"

Hearing this, everyone thought it was an enemy attack, and the atmosphere immediately became tense.

Even the two marshals came to the deck fully armed, waiting in battle.

But the distance was too far. Except for the reconnaissance team on the periphery, no one in the fleet saw what kind of ship was approaching.

"Thunder Tiger" Meredith took the communicator and confirmed, "How many ships are there?"

The communications officer replied, "One ship!"

Meredith was greatly surprised: "One ship? What's going on!"

Seeming to have confirmed something, the communications officer's tone became somewhat shocked: "It's a Sea Emperor-class warship! It's a Sea Emperor-class sailing warship!"

Hearing this, everyone in the Allied Fleet was puzzled.

Because the construction technology of the Sea Emperor-class warship has been lost, and the current mainstream warships are all steel steam warships.

And this kind of overlord-level sailing warship from hundreds of years ago, there is only one in the world.

That is the one from the Dawnbreaker.

Sure enough, the scout immediately reported: "Marshal, it has been confirmed that it is the Eternal Night Emperor! Looking at the flag on the mast, it is the Dawnbreaker!"

Hearing this, everyone in the Allied Fleet was greatly surprised.

They didn't expect to wait for the support of the Imperial Fleet, but instead came a Dawnbreaker adventure团?

Could it be that they happened to meet them?

But this sea area is a military control area, and no ships are allowed to enter except those executing military orders.

Could this Dawnbreaker be here to support them?

Now everyone knew about the "Dawnbreaker Organization", and they naturally knew that they were friends and not enemies.

But what is the use of just one ship?

The enemy has at least six ten-thousand-man magic团. Their allied fleet of dozens of top warships, with more than 200,000 troops, can't do anything about it. The arrival of the Dawnbreaker can't change the battle situation at all.

Hearing this news, "Thunder Tiger" Meredith's expression was slightly strange: "Dawnbreaker?"

He immediately thought of the guy who "kidnapped, lured, and blackmailed" his granddaughter.

Only he knew that Dora was still in that Dawnbreaker.

Now that they were here, they must be here to support them.

Meredith also admitted that the strength of the Dawnbreaker was not bad, and that Suren's methods were not bad either. But in his impression, the overall strength of the Dawnbreaker was about the same as the former "West Sea Fleet" and "South Sea Fleet" adventure团.

On a real large-scale legion battlefield, this could not solve the problem at all.

Meredith was afraid that the Dawnbreaker did not know the current situation, and he did not want them to come and die in vain. He quickly ordered: "Immediately notify them to leave this sea area and do not approach us!"

Communications officer: "Yes!"

However, not long after this order was issued, the outer scout sent another message: "Marshal, we have conveyed your instructions to the Dawnbreaker, but they... they have not left, but are continuing to sail towards us."

"What?!"

Meredith's face sank.

What a reckless young man. The ten-thousand-man magic团 of the Celestial God Plane is comparable to the ninth tier...

He even imagined that it was his Dora who insisted on coming to save her grandfather, and he felt that his granddaughter was too willful.

The main target of the enemy was them, and sailing warships had a huge advantage in speed. They might be able to escape before entering the enemy's encirclement.

Meredith did not want to add casualties to this already hopeless battle in vain. He frowned and said, "Can you contact them? Tell them not to interfere, this is a military order!"

The communications officer immediately passed the order on.

However, before long, an even more outrageous message came: "Marshal, they said... we are trapped by the enemy's legion magic and are spinning in circles. East, south, west, northeast... Several directions, there are eight ten-thousand-man magic团 surrounding us. They also asked us to stop and lure the enemy out."

All the senior generals of the Allied Fleet could hear this communication, but as soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other.

These old generals who didn't frown even in the face of death were now left with only incredulity in their eyes.

The fleet was trapped?

Although they had already faintly noticed it.

But whether it was true or false, let's not mention it for the time being.

The meaning of the second half of the sentence was, let them stop... as bait?

A small adventure团 asked their professional fleet of more than 200,000 people to be bait?

Absurd, outrageous, weird, naive, nonsense...

This was everyone's first feeling.

However, just as everyone was feeling unbelievable, Admiral Rostov on the side showed a thoughtful expression.

He pondered for a moment and said, "There is a student of mine in the Dawnbreaker, Alec Barrett. He used to be the legion commander of the Holy Judgment Legion. If it is really the Dawnbreaker, he would never make such a low-level mistake on the battlefield.

Moreover, they even know that there are eight ten-thousand-man magic团 surrounding us nearby. This information even exceeds the scope of what we have mastered..."

The information detected by the Allied Fleet was six ten-thousand-man magic团, but the other party said there were eight?

If the other party was not just guessing randomly, then it means that the Dawnbreaker has stronger means of perception to confirm this information.

But how is that possible?

A small adventure团, can their means of perception be worth more than their equipment on the plane's top warships?

All kinds of bizarre situations, instead of making people feel at ease, a strange feeling swept over everyone's hearts.

It was so strange that it made people shudder.

Could it be an enemy conspiracy?

Or have they fallen into some kind of super-order group illusion?

Hearing this, "Thunder Tiger" Meredith also showed a thoughtful expression and said directly: "Connect the communication!"

"Yes!"

The next second, the communicator was connected.

A young and steady voice came into his ears: "Marshal Meredith, I am Suren, I have met you before..."

Hearing that voice, how could Meredith not recognize that it was Suren who had blackmailed his precious granddaughter?

However, voices can be faked, and no one will completely believe them.

Meredith just wanted to confirm some things.

However, before he could speak, the person on the other end of the communicator realized this.

At this time, the voice came from the communicator again: "Forget it, I'll go over and talk in detail."

Hearing this, all the senior generals on the deck were stunned.

However, before their surprised expressions could fully unfold, just as the words fell, the space fluctuated, and a figure had already stepped out and stood on the deck of the warship.

Everyone took a closer look, and the young man with a crow on his shoulder and a calm expression was none other than Suren.