Chapter 2417: The Beginning of the Great War

*Roar! *

A brilliant silver moonlight pillar bombarded the sea surface from the night sky. Everyone looked up, but what they saw was "Red Moon Witch" Dannister leaping up from behind that gorgeous moonlight dragon to beneath the moon.

In the wind and rain of the night sky, her right hand was upward, as if she were lifting the red moon that was shining surprisingly bright. And as that right hand, with sleeves rolled up, moved downward, the huge red moon actually fell, and together with the moonlight dragon's roar, forcefully repelled the evil thing that was just about to emerge from the sea.

"Strange Technique - Red Moon Falling."

"Professor Dannister, that relic still needs a few minutes to prepare, help us buy some time!"

On the ship below, the Thirteenth-Tier Dean of the Seksais Higher Medical College, "Iron Punisher" Professor Miller Stewart, shouted at her. The red-haired witch nodded, then looked at Xia De, who was level with her, her voice almost inaudible:

"You just act with me, you still have to go to the city to deal with that matter in a while, don't waste too much physical strength and spirit here."

The giant dragon nodded. In fact, if he hadn't transformed into a dragon, Xia De wouldn't have had the qualifications to participate in such a great war in his ordinary state.

And the evil thing they had just repelled together was floating upward again at this moment.

The deep-sea evil thing—the Player of Seven Tails, this was not the first time Xia De had faced this opponent. The evil thing's floating upward again caused more black substances to emerge from the seabed continuously. All seven tentacles were exposed to the water surface at this time.

The tentacles didn't attack again but flicked toward the sky and pierced into the bodies of those giant dragons.

The bodies of the dragons pierced by the tentacles were rapidly covered in black, and at the same time, their bodies swelled and deformed, eventually turning into a size even more massive than Xia De's current "Moonlight Dragon" form.

Three heads and six wings, or seven claws and two bodies, or bodies covered with dense eyes.

The bombardment of the "Radiant Messenger" had begun again, and the enhancement effect triggered by the divine art ritual spread throughout the sea area. The four elements intertwined and conflicted, making the colors of this space become kaleidoscopic. And that moonlight dragon looked up at the moon above its head, and then sprayed out a brilliant silver dragon breath downward again.

The dragon shook its body, and the silver flute flew out from the gaps in its scales. The airflow from its nostrils played the music, and just before the flute spun and was about to fall into the sea below, a tender white hand grasped it.

"Sir, you look really handsome in this form."

The black-dressed Grace with pure white butterfly wings on her back, and the white-dressed Helen with pure black butterfly wings on her back, smiled and floated beside the giant dragon, looking together at the pitch-black sea below.

Pitch-black lightning struck from the top of his head, and the surging waves were driven by the tornadoes to slap the Moon Bay Port one after another. The rumbling sound and the windpipe sound were almost completely fused, making most people's ears seem to be malfunctioning. The craggy strange rocks and terrifying-looking coral reefs had already fully manifested on the sea surface.

The ancient palace where the evil thing slept was appearing along with its arrival. Even if only seven tentacles were fully exposed to the sea surface, and the evil thing's body was still in the seawater, its power was already enough to change the weather and even affect space.

"Oh, it's that guy with seven tails!"

Helen said with a smile, while Grace, who was the older sister, was slightly more serious:

"It is indeed a troublesome opponent, so let's go!"

(Little Mia is running...)

"What are you doing here? You should stay in the city!"

Half an hour later, when the silver cat was carried down from the sky by a group of butterflies and caught by Miss Aurora, she said with some reproach.

After the "Radiant Messenger" came to the sea to participate in the battle, there were only the Great Witch Miss Aurora and Miss Sylvia left, but there were still quite a few high-tier girls in the ship.

The two Great Witches stood on the deck of the ship at this moment, looking at the huge black stone statue covered in clouds and mist in the distance, which was now being entangled by dense golden fine threads.

Six Thirteenth-Tier Shushi, including Miss Dannister, were surrounding it and attacking non-stop to continuously suppress the evil thing's resistance to the unknowable-level relic 【Ancient One's Fate Threads】. It is said that once this relic is used, the minimum cost of use is that the user will definitely be entangled by bad luck.

And the seven tentacles had already been forcefully destroyed by the bombardment of the "Radiant Messenger," two were controlled by the church's high-tier Shushi, and the remaining four tentacles were still fighting with the fleets on the sea surface.

"There is no situation in the city for the time being, I don't want to deal with that god in the ritual site, and suddenly hear that the evil thing has already come ashore."

The cat said this, shaking its body to throw out the potion bottle.

That group of butterflies had also turned into Grace and Helen holding hands, while Miss Sylvia took the glass bottle and then met Miss Aurora's eyes. The Great Witch of Space and the Great Witch of Light both saw each other's intentions from each other's eyes, and the red butterfly girls just smiled on the side.

Finally, Miss Aurora hummed, letting Miss Sylvia feed the potion to the cat.

A silver light group wrapped the cat, and as the light group expanded, Xia De walked out from the light after returning to human form, and then smiled and petted Grace and Helen's heads.

Afterward, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the situation in the distance:

"The church did a really good job this time. The strength of the Player of Seven Tails is stronger than that undead chimera evil thing in Mibao last autumn, but the sealing this time is very smooth~"

"Last time it was a decisive battle over the city, and at that time the church didn't know in advance what the opponent was."

Helen said sweetly, while Miss Aurora reminded Xia De:

"Emma and I can't leave yet, we must ensure that this evil thing is completely sealed. Go to the cabin and chat with Miss Ilith, she seems a bit too excited."

"And Helen and I will stay here for the time being, sir, this evil thing is too dangerous. If there is a need in the city, we will rush over as soon as possible."

The sisters also said so, and Xia De was very relieved about them. In his opinion, this ship of people added together probably wasn't their opponent.

Out of safety considerations, non-combatants like Angelina were not on the ship now but in the manor. Of course, the portal set up by Miss Sylvia didn't disappear because the ship left the port, and the reason the portal could exist smoothly was also because of the special nature of this ship.

The girls in the cabin were also busy, transporting potions, taking care of the wounded, passing information, summarizing information, and taking turns rushing to the front line. When Xia De found Miss Ilith in the captain's cabin, he actually saw Luweiya and Tifa holding Little Mia here.

Xia De was very surprised. Luweiya saw that Xia De had returned safely and breathed a sigh of relief:

"Really, what are you doing here?"

"Miss Aurora has already said this sentence."

"It's okay, I'm fine!"

The blue-eyed girl looked excited:

"I've been waiting for this day for thousands of years! Don't worry, I won't be too excited."

But she was clearly over-excited:

"You and Luweiya go back to the manor first, leave it to us here. As long as the ship is not severely damaged, I will ensure that the portal is always available."

After speaking, she added:

"The church of this era is indeed very powerful. When I first woke up, I was still worried about how order would be maintained in an era without a Witch Emperor. But this is definitely not the end."

She didn't hide this point:

"The deep-sea evil thing—the Player of Seven Tails is known as one of the most dangerous evil things in the material world, and it's not something people say casually. This thing has never had a record of being sealed. Every time, it is severely injured and then enters the deep sea by itself for dormancy.

Xia De, don't waste your strength here, the city still needs you."

Xia De nodded. At this time, although the celestial phenomenon was night, the time was close to noon. It was estimated that the cultists over there were also about to make a move.

He asked Luweiya again;

"Is the copper whistle I brought back from Coldwater Port still useless?"

It was Tifa who answered Xia De, and the cat was eager to jump into Xia De's arms immediately:

"We tried many times, but the whistle didn't summon any support. However, the mermaid girl who was scouting on the periphery did discover the figures of the 【Scarlet Sect】 cultists and fishmen, but they have been hovering outside this sea area and have no intention of joining the battle."

She took the whistle from her pocket and handed it to Xia De. Xia De thought for a moment:

"What kind of people are among the cultists? I mean, are there many people sent by the 【Scarlet Sect】?"

Tifa misunderstood that Xia De was asking about the strength of the 【Scarlet Sect】:

"Fishmen and mermaids are mortal enemies, and they didn't get too close either. According to the intelligence passed on by Miss Hailey Aurora, there are only twenty or so Ringed Shushi of the 【Scarlet Sect】, and they are mostly priests. The number of fishmen cannot be counted.

The Coldwater Port incident last summer caused them heavy losses, and the elites they could bring out this time are probably the majority."

Xia De looked at the copper whistle in his hand and suddenly felt that he understood something. The "three-choice-one" note given to him by the stranger he met in a small tavern in Coldwater Port might not represent which of the three sects would come to help him, but...

Looking at it this way, among the "Philosopher's Stone," "Whetstone," and "Copper Whistle" in that box, perhaps the "Copper Whistle" was the most useful one. And this support given to him by the "Three Evil Gods of Coldwater Port" was even greater than he thought.

At ten past eleven in the morning, the night was getting thicker, the small earthquake in the city was still continuing, and besides the battle of the Ringed Shushi and the fireballs falling from the sky trying to blow up the city's defense ritual, the burning city, collapsed houses, and raging monsters had already caused the most significant losses to this city since this summer.

The light-transformed monsters were rampant in the city, and the sky-reaching light pillars erupting from the ground did not weaken in brightness because of the arrival of the night.

This long Sunday had just begun. **CHAPTER 2418**