Chapter 535: Chapter 536 – The War Song Rises!
The Goethe Sea, beyond the Far Harbor.

The fleets of the two great empires of the day were entrenched here.

Sacred Empire’s Van Loon sail battleships, Twilight Moon Dynasty’s main ship, the two fleets with extremely recognizable appearance and body type waving in the sea, powerful firepower, well-trained soldiers, the naval heritage and combat system accumulated over the years, the two countries’ battleships have always been the benchmark of the global navy.

However, this is not the two men stand side by side.

The fleets of the two countries are far away from each other and form a dyad with a third party.

The Pale Blue Fleet of the Convocation cruises this way.

The magically guided cruisers from the Orphic Combine are entitled to their own name even in the presence of the mighty fleets of the two great maritime powers of this world.

On the basis of the wooden sail battleship, with the scientific research advantage and resource advantage of the Orphic Council, the outer layer of the hull was protected with enchanted alloy steel to cope with the increasingly strong attacks of magic guides and enchanted crossbows, and also pioneered the use of magic tachyon to provide maneuvering for the battleship along with the windsurfing power.

With a displacement of two thousand tons and a total sail area of three thousand square meters, the armor is thick enough to withstand any impact, targeted spell bombardment, and horizontal fire from armor-piercing crossbows, with crossbow batteries and one hundred and twenty tactical magical guides, powered by magical tachyons and sails at the same time, the ship can reach an unprecedented speed of fourteen knots.

The masters believed that this was an epochal design and innovation, and that the Council of Orphans would lead the next naval era, while the two giants, the Twilight Moon and the Empire, were sluggish, and it would take a resounding victory for them to wake up to the truth. … The Pale Blue Fleet had come to do just that.

“The magical battleship Antonius led her fleet through the waters of the Goa’uld.

They had come for vengeance and punishment.

The flagship’s captain and fleet commander, Convocation Seeker Niora, watched the real-time atmospheric feed from the bridge command room. With the help of the polarized light refracted from the sky, the Air Elemental Mirror projected an overhead view of the sea onto the Earth Elemental Plate, and with the help of the elemental reaction, a clear image was presented.

The three fleets, where the dragons were, the details of the far harbor, everything was in full view.

“Kant the Auror …”

The secret seeker slowly said, “Rejecting the good intentions of the Convocation, insulting the dignity of the Convocation, he thought that he could blackmail the Convocation like he blackmailed the Empire and the Twilight Moon by waving the big stick of forbidden spells, however, he would eventually realize that the Convocation was not the Twilight Moon Dynasty nor the Holy Empire, these two giants were powerful but bloated, possessing countless breaks and flaws, whereas the Convocation was not, the forbidden spells were not unguardable, nor are they impossible to replicate.”

The casters in the chamber nodded haughtily.

As a place that all spellcasters looked up to and aspired to, the cradle of knowledge and wisdom, the Convocation had its own arrogance, and when they extended an olive branch to this small country of Goethe, willing to help the Goetheans solve their unsolvable problems and accept the dangerous substances that they couldn’t control, this weak country didn’t know how to be thankful, refused to agree, and actually let an eastern barbarian like Kant heap taunts and insults on the emissary …

This was undoubtedly the ultimate humiliation.

When the news came back, the proposal of absorbing Kant into the Convocation and conferring the title of Master of Forbidden Spells, Alchemy and Space was put to rest, and all opinions agreed that the Convocation had to respond to it, and since the ancient times, the prevailing law in the continent has been – shame has to be washed away with blood!

They were prepared to use the purest violence to make some people wake up to something.

A magically armored ship beyond its time would demonstrate the glory and power of the Convocation to the Aurors as well as the Goa’uld.

The Secret Seeker looked out from the glazed portholes of the bridge, beyond the Antonius, sails surrounded the fleet, the elemental fluctuations of the magical guides and the spiritual power of the casters accompanying the ship formed a dense cloud of arcane magic, with a concentration effect that was enough to make the heart of any powerful person fearful.

This was the power of the Convocation.

Even if the other party was a forbidden spellcaster, they wouldn’t dare to ignore this fleet and the power behind it.

“After witnessing its greatness and power, Kant will know that his alchemical creations may be powerful and original, but an individual’s momentary wisdom can never be compared to a huge collective, he is only one person, while the Convocation has an ancient history and an endless stream of geniuses and intellects, and the wisdom of the mages combined with the countless skilled craftsmen have clothed the mighty battleships in magical armors. Kant may be able to create small, incredibly delicate alchemical machines, but he will never be able to accomplish such greatness with the power of one man!”

The captain’s tone was decisive, “Kant will eventually realize what he refused that day.”

The mages in the room revealed looks of sincerity.

One mage laughed coldly, “He will kneel at the lowest point of the Stairway of Truth and pray that the Convocation forgives him for his arrogance and transgressions, which we will not in the end.”

Master Nyora glanced at him, then laughed, “No, we will forgive him, after all, there is much interest within the Convocation in this Auror’s alchemy techniques and secret forbidden spells, we have been out of touch with the East for far too long, and much of the knowledge Auror retains will fill our great library, will it not?”

Everyone laughed.

After laughing for a while, the Captain asked, “By the way, that dragon …”

Before the words fell, the warning lights of the elemental phasing array suddenly radiated, and the eagle-eyed officer reported loudly, “Unusual elemental fluctuations of the Imperial fleet have been detected, preliminary detection is the air elemental fluctuations of the Thunderflash-class shipborne Stormhammer magical guide pre-activated, which has already formed a scale of agglomeration, conclusion, the Imperial fleet is preparing for an attack!”

“The target of attack is determined to be – Far Harbor!”

The mages paled in unison, and Master Niola, who had previously talked and laughed and scorned Conde since his strategy, rushed to the phased array feedback crystal ball in large strides and confirmed the accuracy of the detection with his own eyes.

Extreme shock and even undetectable panic flashed in his eyes.

“What are these Imperials up to!”

The captain fumed furiously, “A direct act of aggression will devolve into a war posture!”

–Why the panic now?

Because Kant really fucking has a forbidden spell!

Though strategically contemptuous of Kant, this Secret Seeker knew the danger of Kant better than anyone else, and if the two sides devolved into an all-out war, he didn’t have the slightest doubt that the Convocation, with all of its might, would still be able to snuff out the forbidden-spell-holding Destroyer, but he also had no doubt that, before that, Kant would use a single Forbidden Spell to send this entire fleet on a fishing trip to Poseidon – -which he was perfectly capable of doing.

He hadn’t panicked before because of his deep confidence in the strength of the Orphic Convocation, and even more so because he knew something of Kant’s sanity, but now the Imperial was actually going to fire!

In an instant, as the leader of a fleet, he made his decision.