[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-black-dragon-necromancer":3,"chapter-black-dragon-necromancer-black-dragon-necromancer-chapter-118":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Black Dragon Necromancer",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2312878,4521,"Chapter 118: Sea Elf Landing Operation","black-dragon-necromancer-chapter-118",118,"\u003Cp>On the command deck of the flagship “Nautilus,” Prince Kaelis Tide-Singer stood silently beside the coral helm at the bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore a brilliant blue armor forged from deep-sea dragonfish hide, his silver-white hair stirred by the sea wind like rolling waves. His eyes, sharp as a hawk’s, pierced the morning mist, locking onto the bay ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the bay, hundreds of crude rafts bound with animal hides and driftwood, alongside small warships, clustered like ugly fungi, bellowing chaotic and noisy war cries as they struggled to form a ridiculous formation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kaelis, my people aren’t skilled in landing operations—please clear the beach for us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lady Virenth, my father’s agreement never included cleaning up these devilish fishmen, and I see no need to aid the vile and cruel Black Dragon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perhaps not. But let me consider this—how many years have the sea elves on the eastern side of the Anterras Mountains gone without war? The dwarves of Morreda seem to be rising. Can you truly hold them back?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Madam, you and I both know who stands behind the dwarves of Morreda. If you wish to threaten a sea elf, think carefully about the consequences. Sakavi has made too many enemies lately.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my, how impulsive the young are! I merely stated a fact—how did that become a threat? The dwarves and elves have never gotten along; it’s nothing new. When you fight, no one will intervene.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So what? Are you trying to make the sea elves of Rikan ally with your bandits?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? When did I become a bandit? How dare you slander me so carelessly, child?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In this realm, you’ve fought not a single battle yet still seized vast territories—what else are you if not bandits?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And if I am? You’d best use this chance to train your men well, lest you find your combat skills rusted when the dwarves launch their war.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sea elves are children of the ocean—every coastline is a training ground. There’s no need to bully fishmen here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you help me defeat these fishmen, I can persuade the dwarves to relocate some of their forces. How about that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“First, Second, and Third Fleets, form the ‘Crescent Arc’! Center on the flagship, extend to both flanks, block the bay’s entrance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fourth and Fifth Fleets, pierce through the left gap of the ‘Crescent Arc,’ commanded by the ‘Rook’—prioritize destroying their ‘Chieftain Vessels’ and any shaman vessels attempting to cast spells!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“‘Sea Serpent’ assault boats and ‘Giant Crab’ transport barges, follow closely behind the ‘Rook,’ and charge into the enemy ranks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten three-masted warships, like gleaming steel spears, slammed through the left gap of the ‘Crescent Arc.’ They made no thunderous war cries—only the deep, beast-like roar of hulls cleaving the water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elf sailors moved with machine-like precision, adjusting sails and rudders under silent hand signals from their captains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fishmen’s fleet—hundreds of small boats and rafts—crumbled like startled sardines before the elven warships.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They shrieked war cries, half-frog, half-roar, hurling bone spears and clay jars coated in foul-smelling oil in wild disarray.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But these primitive attacks couldn’t even scratch the elven warships’ magically reinforced hulls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Portside rotary cannons—fire!” The captain of the ‘Rook’ spoke with chilling calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom! Boom! Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid a series of deep, continuous detonations, dozens of iron balls wrapped in lightning energy screamed forth. They did not explode—but carved lethal blue arcs of electricity through the fishmen ranks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A large fishman chieftain’s wooden raft was struck simultaneously by three shells, instantly wrapped in violent lightning. The fishmen atop it convulsed, skin blackening, no scream escaping before they turned to charcoal and plunged into the sea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, the raft itself disintegrated in the lightning, reduced to burning driftwood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fishman shaman, raising a bone staff to summon sea horrors, was pierced through the chest by a precise stray shot. His unfinished incantation dissolved into a wisp of black smoke, vanishing into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the ‘Sea Serpent’ assault boats darted into enemy gaps like agile cheetahs—small, swift, astonishingly fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their bow-mounted chain-shot launchers hissed as specially designed twin iron chains spun through the air—not to kill, but to destroy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rows of fishman rafts were swept by chain-shot; fragile bindings snapped instantly, rafts shattered, fishmen screaming as they tumbled into the water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But those who fell into the sea did not escape fate. Behind them, the ‘Giant Crab’ transport barges moved like silent scavengers, gliding overhead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Small catapults on both sides hurled fist-sized black spheres etched with runes. Upon hitting the water, they sank swiftly and exploded at roughly five meters depth, releasing shockwaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sea churned violently, forming temporary vacuum zones. All fishmen within range had their internal organs crushed by pressure differentials—blood gushed from every orifice, and they sank soundlessly to the seabed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirty minutes later, the sea surface floated burning planks, shattered bone staves, and countless fishman corpses. The water turned dark red with blood and oil, yet strangely, no scent of blood lingered in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the ‘Crescent Arc’ blockade was slowly closing, elven mages chanted purification spells to dissolve and settle the filth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the flagship ‘Nautilus,’ Prince Kaelis remained expressionless. He held a single-lens telescope, calmly observing every detail of the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Report casualties.” He asked without turning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A messenger stepped forward, kneeling on one knee: “Your Highness, we have only three assault boats damaged, no casualties. Ninety percent of enemy naval forces are destroyed; fewer than ten vessels remain, fleeing toward the reef zone inside the bay.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Order the ‘Crescent Arc’ to fully seal the bay. Landing forces, prepare to clear the nests ashore.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze crossed the bloody sea battlefield, fixed on the stinking fishman village nestled beneath the cliff’s shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following his order, the fleet reformed. Fifteen ‘Giant Crab’ transport barges neared the shore; their massive side hatches creaked open on winches. Out marched squad after squad of lithe, well-equipped sea elf warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tide-Spears—advance!” At the commander’s order, a hundred warriors armed with crystal spears and kite shields leapt from the ships and moved swiftly toward the beach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their armor was light scale-plate in blue-green hues; their legs muscular, barefoot, ankles bound with seaweed ropes granting them perfect footing on slippery rocks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They made no sound, forming perfect ranks, stepping silently onto the sand the instant the barges grounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with astonishing speed, they fanned out—like a school of fish dispersing in water—covering the entire beach in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They did not charge directly at the fishman village, but moved in three-man teams to systematically clear the coastline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One guarded, one probed sand and rock crevices with spears, the third, shielded, used specialized daggers to disarm traps or eliminate isolated enemies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several giant crabs attempting to ambush from rock crevices barely surfaced before three crystal spears pinned them in place from different angles. Their shells were incredibly hard—but the ‘armor-piercing’ water magic on the spears rendered them as fragile as paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them came the ‘Coral Wall’—their shields massive and heavy, carved with spiral shell patterns, capable of forming an almost seamless mobile barrier. These heavy infantry were the absolute core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their weapons were short-hafted heavy hammers and battle-axes, forged to shatter armor and bones in narrow caves and tunnels. They were the heart of the landing force—the impenetrable wall against any counterattack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the ‘Tide-Spears’ secured the beach, the ‘Coral Wall’ advanced steadily. They formed a massive square formation; each step forward seemed to shake the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fishman village finally reacted. Hundreds, then thousands of fishmen poured from the caves, waving rusted curved blades and crude stone axes, roaring like a filthy green tide surging toward the elven formation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Raise shields!” the commander barked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ‘Coral Wall’ warriors slammed their shields into the ground—the front row even buried their shields in sand. The fishman tide crashed against the wall with sickening thuds, utterly ineffective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third formation was the ‘Deep-Sea Whispers.’ The most unsettling unit of all. Only twenty strong, clad in deep-blue robes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were the sea elves’ battle mages. No weapons in hand—only orbs of deep-sea moonstone. Their eyes were hollow, as if silently communing with the ocean itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the fishmen scrambled in chaos, attempting to scale the shield wall, true destruction descended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ‘Deep-Sea Whispers’ finally moved. They raised their moonstone orbs in unison, chanting ancient, harmonious incantations—a resonance, a vibration synced with the bay’s tides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they whispered, the seawater along the shore twisted unnaturally. Massive water-spirits rose from the sea—formed of dense seawater, indistinct in shape but terrifying in power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These water-spirits ignored fishman weapons, slicing through their ranks, then tightened and solidified. Fishmen caught within were instantly immobilized, their eyes bulging, bones cracking under immense pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, within the water-spirits, ice began to form. Within seconds, the fishmen were frozen into translucent ice sculptures, shattered moments later by the next wave into icy shards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ‘Coral Wall’ counterattacked. Gaps opened in the shield line; heavy hammers and battle-axes swung out—each strike powerful, effortlessly crushing the trapped fishmen, shattering bones and tendons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The landing operation became a one-sided, ritualistic slaughter. The elven formation remained flawless; every strike precise, lethal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There, Madam—my people have cleared these filthy creatures. Don’t tell me you can’t handle the mutated sea birds on the cliffs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you immensely for your aid—the rest is my responsibility. I’ll notify you in advance when we require further troop transport.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1555,"2026-06-20T13:10:04.638Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","9e2da1cf4d62327a7e3f9407b334b1cd9707853d54c0cb3fd8e631f992d5c3ce","black-dragon-necromancer-chapter-119","black-dragon-necromancer-chapter-117",145,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fblack-dragon-necromancer-cover.jpg"]