My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 756 - 435: Gathering the Strength of Everything

Chapter 756: Chapter 435: Gathering the Strength of Everything

Matsumoto Tail remained calm, after all, he was also in the Fifth Great Domain. He raised both hands towards the enemy, one palm with three layers of rune halos staggered, and with a buzzing sound, a circular light barrier was projected in front of him; in the other hand, a sacred object appeared, a beehive-like object, spinning and shooting out countless dark poisonous needles!

Those needles clattered against the bodies of the gods, but they could not penetrate the pale pink fluff. Instead, the god’s speed remained unchanged, their light needle came out effortlessly, shattering the circular light barrier and piercing through Matsumoto’s armor, impaling his heart!

Matsumoto Tail widened his eyes, and the distance between him and the god was extremely close. He pulled out his short sword from his rib, using the last of his strength trying to stab the god’s chest. But it just snapped in front of the pale pink fluff.

All the power in Matsumoto Tail’s body was drained by the light needle. His heart shriveled, and the whole person became a dry corpse. The god put away the light needle and looked up. Wesley Sander, one by one, rushed in through the gap. The god rushed towards one of them without stopping.

Matsumoto Tail’s mummy fell on the turtle’s back, and the earth writhed, swallowing the corpse.

As more and more warriors from Sang Island entered the city, more and more gods appeared in the city. Some had eight arms, some had a body as rugged as a giant bear, some had the lower limbs of an octopus, and some had eyes bulging like insects outside... Various strange shapes, but all had one thing in common: a terrifying battle power.

Owen Bertram frowned as he watched in the shadows. For these so-called "gods" were actually just residual illusions left in the long river of time! The power was likely less than a third of their true nature, yet they could easily slaughter the Fifth Great Domain.

Owen Bertram felt that there must be some clues within the bizarre shapes of these gods. He always seemed to be missing a crucial piece of the puzzle.

The attendant stood behind the Fierce Ghost General. It usually only took one huge warship to cross Rakshasa Sea, but they had dispatched six ships of warriors and stealth cultivators, all for this purpose.

The colossal warships continuously fired shells, and the radiance on the giant turtle’s back grew larger. Sang Island’s warriors and stealth cultivators were deployed, rushing in through these gaps.

Even if all these participants were to be fully involved, it was evident that they could not take over the city on the giant turtle’s back, let alone subdue the giant turtle itself.

The giant turtle was still swimming freely in the sea, unconcerned about what was happening on its back.

Finally, the Fierce Ghost General stood up, and his figure flickered as he entered the city. Immediately, several gods intercepted him. The Fierce Ghost General dared not linger, and

he rushed into a particular stone tower in the city.

The tower erupted into a fierce battle, and after about the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, the Fierce Ghost General finally escaped. He looked nasty as he fled while shouting, "We got what we came for! Retreat!"

The attendant nodded secretly. Those two thousand cultivators on the six giant warships were meant to contain the gods and create favorable conditions for the Fierce Ghost General.

When the Fierce Ghost General returned to the flagship, his armor was broken in six places, the wounds were deep enough to expose the bones, and his body was soaked in blood!

Out of the two thousand cultivators that went out on the six giant warships, fewer than a thousand returned! In such a short time, more than half of them were left behind in that mysterious city.

"Set sail quickly!" The Fierce Ghost General ordered, and the six colossal warships sped away towards Sang Island. Unexpectedly, the giant turtle leisurely followed them; its massive claws stirring the sea, and gave chase!

The giant turtle was quick in the water, and it seemed about to catch up with the six warships. The Fierce Ghost General’s eyes emitted a ray of cruelty, and he ordered, "Island Wind Maru, Arrow Moon Maru, and Three Days Maru, cover our retreat!"

The people on the three warships looked horrified. They realized that they were expendable, their purpose being to buy time for the other three warships to escape.

But the Fierce Ghost General controlled the six warships; they could not resist. The three warships turned to face the giant turtle, getting shattered by the giant turtle effortlessly. The radiance on the giant turtle’s back expanded, accommodating everyone inside. In no time, they would become nourishment for the Turtleback City!

The Fierce Ghost General, with the remaining three warships, fled in haste, eventually escaping the giant turtle’s pursuit.

Using this battle as a reference, Owen Bertram envisioned the outcome if he ever encountered the giant turtle. His conclusion: the Celestial Warship had a certain advantage against the Floating Giant Turtle, even if it couldn’t win, it could still escape by rising into the sky.

After escaping several hundred miles in one breath, the three warships finally stopped. They could run no longer, for the array structure of the warships had reached its limits with such speed.

The atmosphere on the three warships was bleak; some people could not help but cry. However, the Fierce Ghost General was filled with joy: "Worthy of the National Master’s trust!"

The attendant wiped his wounds and applied spiritual medicine for him.

A few subordinates came with resentment, asking for the Fierce Ghost General’s instructions on where the fleet should head next. The attendant angrily stepped forward and accused them, "Your grievances are incredibly bold!

As subordinates, you must follow the General’s orders, even if it means facing the certainty of death. Why should the warriors of Sang Island fear death for the sake of the entire nation?

The souls of the Island Wind Maru’s three warships died for a cause. Their heroic sacrifices will ensure prosperity for Sang Island’s warriors and establish a solid foundation for future generations!"