Hundreds of water ghosts wearing tattered Xuan Armor, their eye sockets flickering with eerie blue algae fire, brandishing hooks or curved blades, continuously collided with the redwood warships.
Everyone fought fiercely, with a large variety of spells exploding first, followed by all sorts of magic artifacts flying out messily, halting the water ghost's advance, and over fifty water ghosts perished on the spot.
"Hahaha, that's all they got!"
"I killed a water ghost when I was three years old."
"Who isn't familiar with water ghosts in this area!"
The morale of the people soared.
However, Sun Ning and his companion frowned: "These water ghosts are behaving strangely."
The next moment, Xie Sichao deployed his means.
Military Art—Speed is the Essence.
Military Art—Wearing Armor!
