With word from Landon, the ships steadily advanced towards the commotion, ensuring that they didn't get too close to be noticed.

But from where they were coming from, everyone could hear faint sounds coming from there.

The vast empty ocean space carried the sound this far out.

But if they could hear these faint cries of what seemed like screams all the way here, then that meant that it should indeed be a battle that's taking place out there.

Just as planned, the sides of the battleships opened up, releasing several small speeding ships filled with Shaolins and several other marines out there.

Of course, Landon, Lucius, Warden Mitchen and the rest tagged along as well.

They wanted this to end as quickly as possible.

After all, they didn't have all day, did they?

With that, the boats speeding along like crazy, jumping across the waters towards the chaos ahead. 

As for the battleships, they were to remain hidden at all times.

Meanwhile, at the center of the commotion, the battle was tough.

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~Cling! Cling! Cling!~~

The sounds of several weapons clashing against each other, resonated out within the heated scene.

All around, one could find countless people raising their swords in the air gallantly.

Like a pig, Holcim was sweating like crazy while defending against these crazy brutes.

Dammit!

What kind of sh**ty luck did he have to run into these people here?

~Cling. Cling. Cling.

~Slash

Holcim quickly defended against the attack but was slightly slower, causing the blade to slice into his clear blue skin around his arm.

His face turned pale with worry as he felt the strength in his arm weaken.

And in the next moment, he found himself on the floor coughing blood unwillingly.

His towering opponent had just fiercely kicked him in the chest with all his might.

~Cough. Cough. Cough.

Dammit!

That kick had almost broken his ribs as it came unexpectedly, giving him no time to prepare.

His heart rate rose all the more as he tried to push his body to obey his will.

Holcim was unwilling.

But what did his opponent care about his feelings?

The brute raised his legs and kicked Holcim hard severally as if venting for all the mild injuries he received earlier on.

Why?

He was so close to completing his mission. So why did they have to run into these bloody bastards now?

And what sort of inhuman strength was this?

Just one kick made him feel like he was close to death's door.

No wonder he had been struggling to fight this giant while holding his sword with both hands like a beginner this whole time.

It was truly miraculous that he managed even to scratch his opponent a little.

Holcim received several attacks from his opponent mercilessly.

And just when he thought all hope was lost, something spectacular came to view that left him, his opponent and everyone else baffled.

"A Flying Creature!!!"

"Flying Creature headed this way!"

"F***! There are many of them!"

They didn't know who announced it, but the moment everyone got a glimpse at several objects on the water surface rushing towards them at a remarkable speed, even his opponents turned vigilant.

After all, what if these were creatures that could destroy both his fleet and the opponent's fleet in a blink of an eye?

Both he and the enemy were transfixed with worry and anxiety from watching the unidentified objects levitate above the water speedily.

But a few moments later, they were left dumbfounded.

Eh?

Why did these things look like boats rather than sea creatures?

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~Drrmmmmmm~~

The boats speeding hastily without a care in the world, making their grand entrance to all.

Landon squinted his eyes coldly while observing the situation aboard the countless ships.

The closer he went, the surer he was about the flag hoisted on those ships.

They thought that these Zohl people would be battling against the pirates. But they were wrong.

That flag...

No... Those particular flags definitely belonged to the people of Lampe.

In other words, it belonged to the Temple of Adonis!

Yes. He recognized that flag from their battle way back when they sent their army towards Arcadina's shores.

Heh. It looked like Pyno and Romain weren't the only continents these people sent their fleets to.

From the looks of it, this fleet of Adonis look like backup fleets instead, marching towards Zohl to give some assistance?

Could it be that there was already another fleet of Adonis worshippers attacking one pitiful region in Zohl?

Landon wanted to get to the bottom of this!

Hopefully, they could catch a few more Adonis people and dig out information from them.

However, it wasn't going to be easy.

Unlike the Temple of Dragmus whose members could talk when forced beyond fear, the worshippers of this temple of Adonis were far harder to deal with.

They were the true representation of occults in this world.

At the same time, he had already decided to allow some escape; that way, he could place bugs on them and spy on their activities, whether they go towards Zohl or head back to Lampe.

Whatever their decision, he would undoubtedly listen in on their conversations and have real insight into what they were planning.

Sooner or later, they would be attacking Adonis. 

He needed a few to go back, so he could monitor them.

That said, how can he let this rare opportunity go?

Impossible!

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"Your majesty, 6 minutes more before we enter the battle zone."

"Good.

All units will surround the scene as discussed, aiming for the Adonis followers. But make sure to leave some alive.

Remember. 3 hours tops is the goal!

And Warden Mitchen... Your team will take the lead ship." Landon said into the boat's communicator.

Mitchen cracked his fingers and neck, ready to engage in battle.

For this battle, they weren't using guns or anything of this sort but basic weapons, as well the installed weapons in their arm shields.

This was for the best.

~Brmmmmmm.

1... 3... 5 minutes went by in a flash, with all units surrounding the scene like crazy.

Now, they were ready to make their move