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Chapter 912 - 912 96 Annihilation - Aftermath_3

912: Chapter 96, Annihilation – Aftermath_3 912: Chapter 96, Annihilation – Aftermath_3 “You don’t actually think that just three Ghost Ships could annihilate the Church Fleet in the outside world, do you?”

What is false may seem true, and what is true may appear false.

Even if it was Hudson himself leading the battle, he also needed to guide everyone’s thoughts into a ditch.

It didn’t matter if they were wrong; it was all speculation anyway.

It just so happened to prove that the attack on the Church Fleet had nothing to do with Master Hudson.

Although the fleet was ostensibly their own, Hudson could not guarantee that all the officers and soldiers were loyal to the Kingdom and had not been bought by the Clergy.

As long as the army returned home, it was expected that everything that had happened along the way would become known to the Clergy.

Leaking the news of a downfall was inconsequential.

Whether there was evidence or not, the Clergy could guess it.

Given the relationship between the two sides, it would be a real problem if the Kingdom didn’t play dirty.

But to command the Ghost Ships to destroy the main force of the Church Fleet, that was a responsibility Hudson could not afford.

To deceive the enemy, one must first deceive their own.

Imagine this: the Church Fleet, venturing deep into the Sea of Mist, is nearly wiped out by a sneak attack from Ghost Ships…

the image is clear, and the logic is sealed.

Instantly, the representatives of all the parties broke out in a cold sweat.

Previously, everyone had teamed up to hunt down Ghost Ships and were also prepared to venture deep into the Sea of Mist.

However, fearing heavy losses later on, everyone played it safe, otherwise, the tragedy now wouldn’t be limited to the Clergy.

In a moment, everyone made up their minds that from here on out, the Misty Marine Region would be off-limits to their Clans.

As for the Ghost Ships, if they come out, everyone will team up to hunt them down; if they keep hiding inside, then just pretend not to see them.

The preparations outside were strict, but the battle inside was raging fiercely.

The personnel from the Clergy who ventured into the Sea of Mist, other than the ordinary sailors manning the ships, the rest were experts.

Tactics that would work against ordinary warships naturally couldn’t be employed here.

The three Ghost Kings commanded the Ghosts to continuously throw Venomous Worms onto the warships, but they only succeeded initially, and all subsequent attempts failed.

Even the attempt to breach from the bottom of the sea was futile; before the Ghosts could get close to the warships, they were incapacitated by the enemy’s experts.

It seemed like the Ghosts were launching sneak attacks, but it was more like serving their heads on a platter.

Aside from exhausting the enemy’s energy, it was meaningless.

If it weren’t for the mist concealing their whereabouts, they would probably have been routed by the enemy long ago.

Hudson was quite helpless when he received calls for help from the Ghosts.

Reinforcements were indeed available, but he couldn’t reveal his identity!

If the Clergy attempted to leave the Sea of Mist, the fleet would concentrate fire on them without hesitation.

But since the enemy was troubling themselves within the marine region, they could only wait.

After all, the enemy had no supplies, and if this stalemate continued, they would eventually collapse.

“Boss, these people are not easy to deal with, but the Lord only asked us to delay them.

They are already lost now, so why don’t we first digest the spoils we’ve obtained before seeking their bad luck?”

The White Ghost King suggested.

Constantly dying, even Ghosts can become weary in body and mind.

The outside world only knows that Ghosts do not die or perish, but in reality, Ghosts also need energy to revive.

They can revive continuously because they are causing slaughter, and the energy generated by this slaughter is absorbed by the Ghost Ships.

In the last few days, the three Ghost Ships were stuffed and urgently needed to digest their gains.

Originally hoping to take down these high-quality sources of blood in one fell swoop, it became clear their strength was still inadequate.

Even if the three of them took on the battle themselves, they couldn’t withstand being besieged by the enemy’s experts.

“Fine, we’ll let them go for now.

Wait until I’ve assimilated the gains, then we can have the final battle!”

After saying this, the three Ghost Kings turned the ship’s prow and left.

The Ghosts involved in the battle did not need to be recalled; after dying in battle, they would return to the ships to be reborn.

Unless faced with the domains of Sanctuary Powerhouses, these Ghosts could not stay away from the Ghost Ships for long.

Even if they were captured by the enemy, they would return soon enough.

The battle was over, but Hamodi wasn’t the slightest bit happy.

The fleet outside had completely lost contact, and whether they were dead or alive was a total mystery.

Their squad, which had been sent to hunt down Ghost Ships, had located the targets, but unfortunately, the enemy was too slippery and they couldn’t get a firm grasp on them.

After a massive battle, apart from killing wave after wave of Ghosts, no meaningful gains were made.

“Commander, the situation doesn’t look good.

We’ve suffered heavy casualties among the sailors, and managing three warships I’m afraid…”

Upon hearing this report, Hamodi was so angry he could spit blood.

He never imagined that one day he would be in a dilemma over a lack of lowly sailors.

There were plenty of experts aboard the ship, but the thought of ordering them to do the hard labor gave Hamodi a headache.

“Difficulty is only temporary, overcome it for now.

Adjust the original shift rotation to have some workers longer shifts until we exit the Sea of Mist.”

…

Two days later, the way back was still unfound, but the legendary Poison Dragon Island appeared before everyone’s eyes.

Seeing land after drifting at sea for two months was undoubtedly worth celebrating.

Unfortunately, this was Poison Dragon Island, an accursed place with nothing but venomous creatures and fierce beasts.

Hopes for supplies were out of the question, and even if they found a water source, no one dared to drink!

Of course, for some practitioners of the Dark System, this place could be considered a treasure trove.

Whether to land and explore became yet another troubling issue for Hamodi.