Chapter 610: Controlling the Captain's Room was a sure win, but a cardinal walked out of the se
Kashin was like a vigilant statue, on guard duty, his eyes scanning every corner around him, not missing any slightest movement.
He stood straight in the back, weapon tightly held in his hand, ready to deal with any possible danger at any time.
The magicians were able to take a break at this time. They had tiredness on their faces and their magic robes were a little messy.
There was no rush to attack at this moment, because the puppets in front were already wounded. Some magicians took out various materials from their storage bags and started to repair the puppets on the spot.
These materials flashed with strange light in their hands, as if they were given life. They skillfully dismantled the damaged parts of the puppet, then installed new parts and replaced the old energy blocks.
When the old energy block was taken out, it emitted a faint light, which was dim compared to the new energy block.
Mordor cleared his throat and began to speak:
"Everyone, we are outnumbered, that is an indisputable fact. And our magic has little effect in this environment. So, we can just follow the previous plan to contain the opponent.
Everyone has seen that the main force must have fought very hard, after all, our attack efficiency is not very high. Take this one hour for example, we only captured one compartment, which is really slow. "
As Mo Duo spoke, he shook his head helplessly. His eyes swept across everyone's faces, and then continued:
"But we also have an advantage, that is, we have plenty of time. We can afford it, but we are afraid that our opponents cannot, hahahaha."
His laughter echoed in this slightly depressing environment. Although it was a little bitter, it also brought some relaxation to everyone.
"Yes, if we can avoid fighting, we will just fight. I hope Mr. Stephen Lee and his men can fight harder."
A magician echoed. There was a hint of expectation in his eyes, as if Mr. Stephen Lee and his men were the key to victory.
"With three Panshi IIIs in the main force, it must be different!"
Another magician exclaimed, "That Rock III is really amazing, not only can it teleport to fight inside, but it can also move flexibly like traveling in your own home.
And there is an off-hand weapon that can be equipped with weapons, which makes it flexible and powerful in close combat. In this complex cabin environment, it can play a huge role. "
As the magician spoke, he gestured with his hands, as if he was controlling the Rock Type III battle.
When the magicians heard this, they couldn't help but talk about it. Their eyes were full of envy, imagining the scene of the Rock III killing everyone on the battlefield.
That sturdy shell, like an impenetrable fortress, is a world apart from the old-fashioned equipment they are using now.
The casing of the old equipment looked fragile and often broke down, and was far from being as sturdy and durable as the Rock Solid III.
"It would be nice if we could have a few Rock IIIs." A young magician muttered.
"Yes, with it, we can move forward faster and don't have to be as cautious as we are now." responded an elderly magician.
Amid envy and anticipation, everyone continued to rest and adjust, preparing for the next containment mission.
The next manifest includes three shadow priests and a hundred paladins. They have seen through the magician's strategy. They are losing ground above and the first floor has already fallen, so they are in danger.
"Your Excellency the Vatican's Counsel, it seems that our situation is not good! What should we do?"
The burly shadow priest said: "They are too cunning, our retreat is blocked. Alas! Get ready to sink it and die with them."
"Wait a minute, the magician has arrived at the third floor and is releasing water. He wants them to die together before he dies..."
The priests were ready to die together, just waiting for the magicians to enter the third floor...
The magicians were still in the dark. At this time, Stephen Lee took control of the captain's room alone, entered a state of meditation, and guarded the place.
Because the main force fought very well and was unstoppable, wherever the Rock Type III went, the enemy was defeated.
He was guarding the captain's room because he was afraid that they would do something wrong. There were owl surveillance cameras everywhere, so he knew the battle situation very well.
The corridor was shrouded in black fog, and shadows were looming...
Stephen Lee opened his eyes, only to close them again for a moment.
The phantom passed through the thick wooden door and entered the captain's room, but Stephen Lee ignored it. This was the high-end combat power of the priest camp, and the battle between the two strongest forces was going to take place in this captain's room.
The two fire magicians followed the shadow and arrived at the door silently: "Mr. Stephen Lee, is there anything going on?"
A voice came from inside: "Don't be fooled, this is a false image, it can't do anything to me. I have real eyes and have long seen that this is fake. You find the real owner for me. He is probably hiding in a corner and controlling the phantom in a meditative state..."
"I see. But this is like looking for a needle in a haystack! Let's give it a try."
Stephen Lee: "It seems that in order to eradicate all evil, we can't keep this ship. You should remove the hatch and then sink it. There are masters on the ship whose skills are not inferior to mine. If there are hidden dangers left, the consequences will be disastrous."
The two magicians carried out their mission and began to dismantle the door. Since it was not their turn to participate in the battle below, they just dismantled the hatch as required, in order to sink the ship faster.
Decided to give up possession of the giant ship...
The cardinal watched helplessly as Stephen Lee showed no signs of being fooled and even sent people to remove the tightly closed hatches. His heart instantly sank.
This magician was so powerful that he could force them into a desperate situation without making any noise and leaving them no chance of survival.
At this point, the cardinal knew he had no choice but to burn his boats and give it a try in order to have a chance of survival.
At this moment, a clicking sound came from the secret room of the captain's room, as if some huge mechanism was being activated.
Stephen Lee's eyes, which were originally closed, slowly opened. His eyes were calm and sharp, and he silently waited for his opponent to show up.
As expected, the person who walked out of the secret room was the burly cardinal. He was surrounded by rolling black mist, as if he came from the netherworld.
Looking closely, the cardinal was about sixty years old, with a kind face, but at this moment he had a strange smile on his face, and walked towards Stephen Lee step by step.
"Very good, Your Excellency finally showed up! So, are we going to fight to the death here today?"
Stephen Li stood up suddenly and faced the Cardinal, exuding a powerful aura.
Facing Stephen Lee's questioning, the cardinal shook his head slightly and said slowly:
"We admit defeat, please be merciful and let us go. Otherwise, the worst that can happen is that we will all perish together! Why do you have to force us so hard? After all, life is precious. I just want to take these men of mine home safely..."
Stephen Lee believed what the cardinal said, but he knew very well that since the other party dared to say this, he must have the means to destroy himself along with him.
Moreover, there are more than 60 main members of Vita here. If both sides are injured in a fight, the consequences will be disastrous.
Therefore, despite being wary and hostile towards the cardinal, Stephen Lee still had to seriously consider the conditions proposed by the other party.