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Chapter 744 Kill the Sea, Kill the Sea!

I stand facing east at Jieshi Mountain to gaze upon the vast sea. How calm and boundless the waters are, how lofty and majestic the mountains and islands stand!

The vastness of the ocean can never be imagined unless you have seen it with your own eyes.

The Tribunal is now the largest warship in Iberia, but amidst the turbulent waves, it remains as fragile as a floating leaf, drifting back and forth, always in danger of capsizing.

Fortunately, the light of the Eye of Iberia still shines. The afterglow of the Golden Age pierces the sky, illuminating the path for ships left behind by the Golden Age and pointing the way forward for the survivors of the Golden Age.

The Stutifaera is in this direction.

"My Lord, we have just received a message from the Eye of Iberia."

"The Eye of Iberia has received hundreds of distress calls from the Stutifaira over the years."

The veterans of the Trial Army were visibly shocked; clearly, they were astonished when they read the news.

For over sixty years, the Stutifaira drifted on the perilous ocean, and everyone believed that it had met with certain death.

This is not alarmist talk, nor is it intended to undermine morale; it is a perfectly reasonable analysis. The Stutifaira set sail before the Great Tranquility, and shortly after its departure, the Great Tranquility erupted. All eyes along the Iberian coast were extinguished, and the Golden Fleet lost contact with home in an instant—in those days, this was practically tantamount to being lost forever.

Not to mention, the subsequent eruption of the Great Tranquility directly altered the Iberian coastline. Even if the Stuttgart transit group could find its original departure point, it could no longer find its original port—the port city of Reia Iberia had sunk to the bottom of the sea and become a ruined city.

In this situation, how could the Stutifera, lost at sea, withstand the impact of the Great Stillness? Even if it survived the Great Stillness, what would happen next?

Over sixty years—even with the ample supplies carried by the Golden Fleet on its voyages, such a long period was enough to drive anyone to despair! Food, water, and the Stutifaira's many crew members all required resources for basic necessities. There were also the Stutifaira's own energy needs, potential malfunctions, and far too many unpredictable factors. Any one of them could sink the ship!

Not to mention, the sea is still the territory of those damned deep-sea cultists and their monstrous sea creature minions. They have no reason not to take action against the Stutifira.

The great Alfonso certainly wouldn't surrender to the Deep Sea Church, but how long could he hold out?

Alfonso was already quite old when he set sail. Sixty years have passed, and with food, water, and medicine scarce, how long can an old man, no matter how strong, live? He is most likely already dead.

After his death, will his crew members really be like him, preferring death to surrender?

If they had surrendered, the Stutifaira would most likely be in the hands of the Deep Sea Church and the Sea Heirs by now. The most likely reason those treacherous beasts didn't bring back the Fool to flaunt and humiliate them is that the Fool has already sunk.

Most of the inquisitors understood this, and they also believed the Stutifaira was doomed. The only one present who insisted the ship was still sailing somewhere was Carmen.

They came with Carmen.

They were all veterans of the Inquisition, though not born in the Golden Age, they had heard firsthand accounts of its heyday from their fathers, inheriting the dream that "the Golden Age will eventually return." Driven by that elusive vision, and out of respect and trust for Carmen herself, they volunteered to become crew members of the Inquisition.

But now, a startling fact is unfolding before their eyes.

Carmen wasn't lying, and they weren't mistaken. The Stutifaira 6 was indeed still transmitting messages. That great ship, the symbol of the golden age, was still alive and well!

Carmen was more excited than anyone else, because the Stutifaira was not only a dream of the Golden Age, but also the hope of Iberia today, and it carried his friends.

Although Alfonso may be dead, being able to return the soul of this last hero of the Golden Iberia to his homeland can be considered as fulfilling one of his wishes!

But he knew that at this moment, he was the only one who couldn't afford to lose his composure. Even if the whole ship was in a frenzy, he had to remain calm.

Because the real danger has only just begun.

How far are we from the Stutifaira?

"My Lord, it will be soon!"

The first mate was so excited that he didn't even utter a proper "nautical mile," but instead raised his hand, pointed to the distant northeast, and shouted,

"Right over there!"

"I've already seen its outline!"

Glory, wealth, revival, a golden age! For the first time, the first mate felt that his eyes had witnessed it all!

But Carmen frowned, raised her hand, and said loudly:

"Announce to the entire ship: Level One Combat Readiness!"

"Main gun loading, don't let your guard down."

His voice turned cold, and the lively atmosphere around him quickly fell silent.

The old man's gaze swept around. Those who had followed him were all battle-hardened elites of the Judgment Army, who had rendered outstanding service in the fight against the Sea Siren and the Deep Sea Cultists. Their strength was trustworthy, and their loyalty was beyond question.

He knew that they had just been too excited and had become a little careless, but now they had recovered!

Then Carmen proclaimed:

"Soldiers, now is the time for real bloodshed and sacrifice."

"The Fool is right before our eyes, the golden age is right before our eyes, the revival of Iberia is right before our eyes!"

"But those despicable Deepsea cultists won't let us take the Fool's four times like this, even if that Book of Three belongs to Zero and we are five! They will stop at nothing, they will show their viciousness, they will use every trick in the book! And this is the ocean, the enemy's stronghold, a place that the Terrans call a forbidden zone of civilization!"

"But I ask you, is this the place?"

Carmen was the first to draw her longsword from her waist, raising it high, answering her question with her actions.

"Iberia has long since conquered the sea!"

"Let those deep-sea believers witness the power of the spirits from the Golden Age! Let us bring back to our Iberia all the glory we have seen and heard!"

"Iberia is invincible!"

"How's the situation down there?"

Standing in the main control room of the Preservator, Ernst asked Nas a question.

This is, after all, a Colombian warship. Although His Excellency the President generously said, "You can have it," Ernst still knew his limits.

Don't wander around, don't look around, don't touch things indiscriminately, especially those red buttons that look dangerous. Ernst doesn't have that kind of strange curiosity; he would never dare to touch those things.

He was indeed curious about the space carrier, but now was clearly not the time.

Once he gets back, he'll have plenty of time to tour the place, and maybe he'll even get a full introduction from Nasti.

The Colombian soldiers aboard the Preservator were clearly satisfied with the situation. Although they didn't understand why the President trusted Ernst so much, granting a foreign leader full access to the Preservator, as active-duty Colombian soldiers, they still didn't want their hard-won superweapon to be treated like a stripper, "played with" by Ernst.

Ernst was very restrained, and they were also very happy, which made everyone much more enthusiastic.

Ernst's question was directed at Nasti, but before Nasti could answer, the Colombian officer in charge of monitoring the outside world interrupted, saying:

"Ernst first: 朳唔祁、6?彡肆∠弭相，战状较烈。"

"To be honest, the Iberians were far more ferocious than I expected, and I must apologize for underestimating them before. But their fleet was still too fragile."

The officer said frankly,

"Individual bravery cannot determine the course of a war. There are too many sea creatures in this sea area, and the [Court of Judgments] cannot withstand their blockade."

Ernst nodded, his expression somewhat grave.

This result was not unexpected.

The Preserver was well soundproofed. Standing in the mothership's cabin, Ernst could not hear the roar of cannons below. However, he knew that no matter how many shells the Tribunal could fire or how many Sealings it killed, it would be difficult for it to fight against the Sealings on the high seas.

This is a gap purely in the field of technology.

If the Sea Siege were so easy to defeat, it wouldn't be a creation of a pre-civilization, nor a monster capable of entangled with the Agorians, whose technological level was far ahead of Terra, for hundreds or thousands of years.

"Are we going to take action?"

The officer inquired.

Ernst glanced at him.

Such an inquiry is actually unnecessary. Ernst doesn't understand war, and letting him decide when to help could very well lead to missed opportunities. It's a classic case of an amateur instructing an expert.

But he also knew that he didn't understand war, but the officers understood politics.

President Mark Max's overly friendly attitude towards Ernst clearly aroused some speculation in the officer. Even though the president had never said he would hand over military command of the Preserver to him, he still chose to inquire about his orders first.

Ernst understood, but said little on the surface, only earnestly stating:

"It is entirely up to your command, General."

The enemy actually only had zero brigadier generals, but calling them generals at this point is never wrong. (Six) ("Three.")

Everyone knows a little about social etiquette.

The officer was clearly pleased; a smile involuntarily appeared on his face. He turned around and raised his hand:

"Come on, let's give our Iberian brothers a little firepower support."

Skadi tugged at Ernst's arm with some concern.

Ernst knew what she wanted to say.

Using heavy weapons could trigger the evolution of the Sealings.

But sometimes, there's just no other way. Without heavy firepower, are you going to have the space carrier land on the sea and then use its bow to fight?

This isn't like the Grand Canal or the Xiaomi SU7. We don't know if Hai Si will end up in another world, but if they suffer any losses, it will be a huge loss.

Moreover, Ernst knew this in his heart. Instead of limiting himself, he should limit the other side. The key to dealing with Haisi wasn't actually how to eradicate it.

For the modern Terrans, it is far too difficult to kill their offspring of a behemoth that has been modified with "survival" as its core command!

If one day we really have to directly compete with Haisi in terms of weaponry and evolution speed, we'll have to see how our contact with Agor goes. And the weapons Agor uses, and Columbia's Originium weapons, are from completely different tech trees, something Haisi can't defend against.

There were no Originium stones in the sea; Ernst had repeatedly confirmed this with Skadi, Laurentina, and Grace. The first two might not know enough, but Grace was, after all, an administrator, so her word was reliable.

Moreover, and most importantly, Ernst was very curious.

Both Haizi and Originium are creations of the previous civilization. Can Haizi truly adapt and evolve in the face of Originium weapons?

If that's possible, does that mean that if Hai Si evolves to its ultimate form, it can also become [Amber]?

Of course, this is just a conjecture, and Ernst isn't in a hurry to verify it. The most urgent task is to help Carmen.

The space carrier tore through the clouds, its main guns firing. It began to gather power. However, before the officer could give the order to fire, Goredia, standing beside Ernst, suddenly frowned, took a few steps forward, and stopped the officer, saying:

"Stop first."

The officer's expression changed. He tried to shake off the impolite woman, but when he moved his hand, he found that Gladys's hand wouldn't budge. Finally, he could only glance at Ernst and click his tongue.

"Stop."

Having said that, she turned around and looked at Greta:

"You'd better explain what happened. This is a battlefield, not a place for children to play. Don't make things difficult for me, and don't make things difficult for Prime Minister Ernst."

Goredia glanced at him.

Is this the battlefield?

You've never even seen Agor's war.

She was surprised by the space carrier because, based on her understanding of Terra's technological level, pulling out such a thing was as outrageous as a monkey living in a tree casually pulling out a pistol. But that didn't mean Agor couldn't build a space carrier.

They just didn't build it. After all, most of the time people are at sea, and the plan to explore the stars was interrupted by the sea monster a long time ago. Building such an aircraft carrier would be meaningless.

But since the other party had given Ernst face, she was willing to give Ernst face in return. Temporarily suppressing the arrogance of the Agorians, Goredia reminded them:

"Didn't you hear the sound?"

"This is a space carrier, located two thousand meters above the ground. Even the sound of cannon fire from the sea can't reach us, so what kind of sound could we possibly hear?"

The officer looked disdainful, but Goredia showed no anger. Instead, she frowned, listening intently to decipher the penetrating sound.

"kill"

The officer frowned, seemingly having heard something, and shut his mouth.

"Kill"

Ernst raised an eyebrow. Felines have seven times the hearing of humans. Sensing danger, he covered his own ears. After thinking for a moment, he lent Nasty two more fur balls.

It was just plucked from its tail.

The next second, a deafening sound came from below, making eardrums ache:

"Kill the sea!"

Chapter 745 The Fearless Charging Warriors Mocking

"Kill the sea! Kill the sea!"

A series of roars shook the heavens. Ernst even wondered if the materials used in the Preservator were of slightly lower quality, he would have been able to witness the scene of glass shattering with a roar that was usually only seen on television!

No, it might be more than that. The soundproofing of the Preserver is already quite impressive. At this altitude, Ernst couldn't even clearly hear the rumbling cannon fire of the Inquisition on the sea, let alone a shout or two.

If that sound really came in without any obstruction, what Ernst would probably see was the legendary scene of "Zhang Yide cutting off the Dangyang Bridge," where a single shout would make people's courage bristle.

He had no interest in being a mere backdrop to that famous scene, and quickly turned to look at the officer, his meaning clear without needing to be said—what the commotion was about.