Chapter 439
Until George gathered dozens of Blood Race fighters who were able to fight a battle along the road, and assembled them at the stern of the ship, more than a few minutes have passed since the alarm bell rang, and he was in control The red dwarves in the chamber had already activated Noah’s Ark’s defense mechanism, and threw dozens of barrels filled with waterproof gunpowder all the way to the rear of the ship, while the red dwarves standing on the rear deck kept holding their heavy flints. The gun was fired, the rough fingers hadn't left the trigger for a moment, and the wet muzzle had been pointed at these wine barrels.
As a sentry, Hera Leviathan is staring at the sea intently on the mast, ready to give instructions at any time. She rang the alarm bell of at first. Although the sea behind the ship was still calm, George didn't doubt Hera's judgment at all. He still called the Reapers to the back deck and was ready for battle at any time!
Five hundred meters...600 meters...700 meters...
Every minute and every second becomes extremely heavy, and the joyful and relaxed atmosphere of the previous night disappears. , Noah’s Ark, which was still sailing, was getting farther and farther away from the nearest gunpowder keg, which had already exceeded the farthest attack range of the flintlock.
A drop of sweat slid off Master Beta's forehead, and slid into his eyes with the sea salt adhering to his eyebrows. Subconsciously, Master Beta rubbed his eyes.
And at this time ——
"Head George, it's now!"
"Everyone, attack!"
The fire star that struck the gunpowder barrel first was not the flintlock that was unsurprisingly missed by the Beta master, but George had been preparing for a long time to ignite the spell, and then, a huge continuous explosion sounded. At sea level, the waves caused by the strong shock wave even pushed Noah's Ark in the distance forward!
After all, the red dwarves are very pragmatic in terms of weapons. Even if they are far less powerful than the power of George Hellfire spell, the formidable power full of dozens of barrels of gunpowder must not be underestimated!
Along with the explosion of the gunpowder barrel, Noah’s Ark’s enemies finally appeared on the water——
It was a giant sea monster with the same size as Noah’s Ark at Level 1. His blue hard fish scales are also covered with a thick layer of mucus, and the result of the gunpowder keg is only the scorched black on its hillside-like back.
The long horn on the top of the sea monster’s head is straight forward, like a cavalry long spear magnified countless times, sharp and no stronghold one cannot overcome, while the huge and ugly mouth like an anglerfish is Constantly opening and closing, even if one kilometer away, George can smell the rancid and bloody smell in that huge mouth!
What a cruel giant beast this is!
The warning of the gunpowder barrel did not stop the sea monster from moving forward. He emerged from the seabed to speed up the forward speed completely. Looking at this posture, the sea monster wants to take Noah The ark bites into pieces!
"Hurry up! The sea monster's waterline is deeper than ours! As long as he rushes through the Murder Cape, he will not be able to catch up with us!"
The battle at sea is at an absolute disadvantage. If it weren't for as a last resort, George would never be willing to fight close battles with sea monsters! However, when you compete with sea monsters like sea monsters for speed, let alone the Noah's Ark of the Red Dwarf clan, even on Earth, no speedboat can win!
"Throw away all the weight! Hurry!"
At present, George can't care about the distress of the enemy, except for the gunpowder barrel responsible for the long-range attack and the dragon puppet responsible for the close combat. In addition, the rest of the red dwarf collections-wine, baggage, keel, etc., were all thrown into the seabed.
"Master George, you can't throw it, you can't throw it! You can throw me down to feed the fish! These keels are the Supreme Treasure that revitalizes our clan, you can't throw it!"
Seeing the Reapers ruthlessly dumping all their load on the seabed, the red dwarves were so anxious that they were huddling George's thighs one by one, crying like children, begging for mercy.
Of course, George, who was busy casting spells, didn't have time to take care of his affections, and kicked them aside in three or two.
"Go away, didn't you see that sea monster! You have time to worry about money and keel, why not hurry up and engrave the mark on the stern, wait for the ship to stop and then dive along the mark to find it! "
Maybe it was the massive loss of property that made these red dwarves lose their minds. George so obviously mocked them for believing it was true, and took out their tools one by one and started to take it seriously.
"These Grandes are really hopeless..."