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"what's the situation?"

"It's just such a simple explosion..."

"These tentacles... actually... ran away?"

[Night Lord] feels like he is about to doubt his life.

In his eyes, apart from being more powerful and more numerous, these explosives were almost incomparable with the [Darkness] he controlled in terms of characteristics.

Can these pale tentacles be eliminated with a group of physical bombs?

It’s just a ridiculous dream!

But the picture he saw completely subverted his understanding.

The witch, holding a bomb, scared away the many pale tentacles around her with one hand...

For a moment, even the [Night Lord] almost thought that the witch was holding gunpowder and wanted to blow herself up and end everything, so as not to see a darker and more desperate scene.

But I never expected that this witch could actually become a savior!

He took a closer look and was almost dumbfounded.

"etc……"

"Isn't this witch the same witch who almost got into trouble before and almost died when she passed the iron gate when the red alarm sounded?"

[Lord of the Night] took a closer look and suddenly felt that the figure of the witch holding gunpowder was very familiar.

After some recollection, I finally remembered who the witch was.

His expression immediately became strange.

Damn it, how could this witch appear on the ship and accurately find the location of the gunpowder and affect this group of monsters?

However.

There is no time to think about these issues...

The pale tentacles only briefly stopped their attack after a round of gunpowder bombardment.

But after it re-armed itself, it immediately swept towards the surrounding witches again.

The picture is very scary!

At this moment, there were only about half of the witches present.

If Chen Ye hadn't entered the ship, found gunpowder, and driven away part of the area where the pale tentacles were most concentrated, I'm afraid at least dozens of witches would have died in the previous round of offensive.

But gunpowder seems to have a frightening effect on the pale tentacles...

After bombing the most concentrated and dense area, many tentacles fled in a hurry. They were not so concentrated and dense. Even the offensive was weakened a lot. Only then were the dozens of witches managed to be protected. And weakened the offensive of the pale tentacles.

Boom! ! !

Boom! ! !

Watching these pale tentacles sweep in again...

As Chen Ye picked up the gunpowder, he screamed in "fear" and threw the gunpowder in his hand, as if he acted randomly out of instinct.

But it's such a stupid approach...

Whenever the fire rises and the explosion sounds violently, there will be a large area of ​​pale tentacles around them that retract again.

When the [Lord of the Night] saw this scene, he finally reacted and shouted:

"Everyone gathers!"

"These gunpowders can exert a certain restraint effect on monsters!"

"All of you, get back on the ship and get your guns ready to fire on these disgusting monsters!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the tentacles made of night turned into platforms, dragging up the figures of the witches scattered around, like a monster's tongue sticking out, and sucking the witches into the mouth one by one. within.

However, these witches returned to a familiar ship, and it seemed that this familiar environment could bring some sense of security to their frightened hearts.

Just like a frightened domestic cat, when faced with a threat, it always wants to return to the cage as soon as possible, where it can find a sense of security in a familiar place.

After returning to the ship, these witches seemed to have recovered their lost brains and regained some sense. They began to follow the instructions given by the [Lord of the Night] and stuffed all the gunpowder in the black box into the side of the ship's deck. Inside the barrel of the mounted rail gun.

Sizzle!

The flames jumped, accompanied by the sound of the fire line being lit, echoing in every corner of the ship.

Boom! ! !

Boom! ! !

The gunpowder, like the tail of a meteor, suddenly flew out from the muzzle of each rail gun in a graceful arc, launching a crazy attack towards the surrounding pale tentacles.

Just like when the pale tentacles swallowed the witch before, so crazy!

In the blazing fire, not only the tentacles within the explosion range, but all ran away...

Even the surrounding tentacles, which were relatively close to the source of the explosion, all chose to flee in a hurry.

"it works!?"

When the witches saw this scene, they couldn't help but look excited, feeling that they had finally found hope in a desperate environment.

There is no need for the [Night Lord] to issue redundant orders again...

These witches seemed to be the natives of the City of Destiny. Following the instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, they desperately stuffed the cannons into the barrels, just to fire them out as quickly as possible.

Boom! ! !

Boom! ! !

In the round after round of gunpowder bombardment, the pale tentacles were frightened and retreated. Instead of forming a better surrounding defense line, they were defeated by the gunpowder and became scattered like sand, making it difficult to gather together again. Such a fierce offensive.

The witch's movements were getting faster and faster, and the gunpowder was fired more and more frequently.

Every second, countless amounts of gunpowder pierce the gray sky below.

Fortunately...the quantity of gunpowder is indeed enough, no matter how much the witches squander it, there is almost never enough gunpowder to use.

The [Night Lord] watched this scene from the sidelines, but didn't say much.

It was obvious that the scope and intensity of the firepower had exceeded the speed of the spread of the pale tentacles.

In this case, the best thing to do is actually to slow down as much as possible.

Save the amount of gunpowder used.

In this way, this resource can be used in a more long-term and lasting manner.

But now the [Night Lord] is too lazy to care so much!

Anyway, this batch of gunpowder is not my personal property at all. Even if it is burned out, it has nothing to do with me.

They are all those bastards in the organization who allow themselves to perform tasks far beyond their level.

So what if we use a little more of the organization's resources?

If it's light... then it's your fault that you didn't ask for enough in the first place, or that there was a "force majeure" factor in this mission.

now.

[Lord of the Night] used his spiritual thoughts to check the number of witches present, and couldn't help but nodded:

"It's not bad. There are three hundred and twenty witches left, which should be enough to complete the ritual..."

My only regret is that I didn't discover this method earlier.

In the process of navigating the night realm of [Darkness] and transporting the surrounding witches to the ship, some of the witches inevitably encountered the ruthless devouring of the pale tentacles and lost their lives.

If only these witches could be preserved...

So.

The speed of firepower coverage will only be more fierce than now!

This ship has no other advantages, but it has a sufficient number of gunpowder muzzles.

I don’t know who designed this ship to have so many gun ports...

Does he believe that "art is explosion"?

at this time.

[The Lord of the Night] once again covered the whole place with his spiritual thoughts and sent a message to all the witches:

"Expand the ritual and close the passage."

At this time, after the witches here repelled the pale tentacles, they had gained enough living space.

After adapting to the crisis at hand, he was no longer as panicked as before.

Can understand what [Lord of the Night] said.

This group of witches immediately did not dare to neglect, and quickly started the ceremony according to what [Lord of the Night] said.

However.

When witches carry out rituals, they need to concentrate, look pious, and communicate with ancient and unknown existences in a prayer-like manner.

Therefore, at this point in time, the witches did not have extra energy to move the gunpowder and stuff it into the barrel.

In order to increase the success rate of the ceremony...

as well as.

The more witches participate in the ritual at the same time, the faster it will be.

Therefore, [Lord of the Night] chose to invest two hundred witches at one time to hold this ceremony.

Only the original more than a hundred witches were left, continuing to perform the previous physical work - stuffing gunpowder into the barrel to block the attack of the pale tentacles.

However, with nearly two-thirds of the witches missing, the coverage and frequency of gunpowder have naturally dropped a lot.

Even if the [Night Lord] uses more of the characteristics of [Night] and differentiates the Night Water to try to replace the labor force of the two hundred witches, due to the quantitative gap here, it is still difficult to make up for this part of the firepower gap.

Bang bang! !

Bang bang! !

More and more pale tentacles opened more holes in the glass display case.

In the next round, the attack of the pale tentacles became more fierce than ever before!

When the witches come together, hold hands, and perform rituals...

The pale tentacles obviously sensed an uneasy aura that was growing and spreading in front of them.

Triggering their most primitive state of rage!

Countless pale tentacles emerged from the cave entrance like crazy, almost filling the entire venue.

The witches had to reduce the coverage area of ​​the gunpowder, trying to compress the defense line even smaller. In this way, the coverage range and frequency of the gunpowder would be improved.

After all, with the same gunpowder, the range of bombardment is reduced, so the frequency and density will naturally increase.

besides.

The [Instigating Witch] did not sit idle and watch the battle. She held the star staff and waved it left and right in a circle. The ripples of the stars turned into water and spread out, creating one "illusion curtain" after another.

The wall composed of "phantom screens" separates the battlefield, forming a labyrinth of intricate passages, isolating the pale tentacles, trying not to let them gather together, and requiring a "long detour" to reach the center of the battlefield.

In this way, part of the offensive of the pale tentacles was resolved.

And the witches' ritual has just begun.

All the witches performed that mysterious, ancient and ethereal chant with clear voices.

The low singing voice gave off a sense of mystery, as if it came from some distant time and space.

When the voices of the witches are stacked together and played at the same frequency, they form an almost perfect harmony.

This part of the harmony is like a grand symphony, echoing under the gray sky, as if communicating with some ancient and mysterious existence.

At a certain moment, Chen Ye suddenly felt that the singing seemed to lead to the "depth" connected to his own spirituality, where it seemed that a pair of eyes from infinite distance were watching everything that happened on the field.

The witches' chorus reminded Chen Ye of the nuns' chorus he heard when he arrived at Lieyang Church last time.

However, the chorus of [Sisters of the Burning Sun] communicates with the "Lord of the Eternal Burning Sun".

Use the radiance of [Fire Sun] to purify and eliminate evil, and dispel the filth of this world.

But the chorus of witches is no different in essence from [Sisters of the Burning Sun]. However, the feeling it brings to Chen Ye involves a more profound and mysterious feature.

With a thought, Chen Ye opened the Eye of Luck and saw the different signs of luck surrounding the witch.

The surrounding gray shadows began to surge towards the direction of the witch.

These gray shadows are no longer just attached to the [Lord of the Night], but are merging with each other.

However, the scene was different from the scene when he first entered the iron gate.

These gray shadows are not simply attached to the backs of the witches, but seem to be integrated with their figures, their existence, and their souls and thoughts.

It turns into the most primitive spiritual torrent, floating and hovering.

Subsequently.

These gray shadows were actually separated from the witch's body.

But at this time, the gray shadow seemed to have undergone some unexpected changes.

As if his own consciousness was born, he rushed straight into the sky directly above the gray sky.

Countless torrents of gray shadows rushed into the sky, forming a deep and majestic whirlpool, connecting the sky and the earth, turning into a whirlpool-like passage, leading to an unknown realm.

The next second...

Chen Ye saw a streak of glazed light at the end of the whirlpool, which was slowly being nurtured.

Then, the glazed light split into strands of silk thread, which seemed to be hanging down from the sky, resting lightly on Chen Ye's shoulders.

"These lines..."

Chen Ye's pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly realized something.

Is it the last characteristic item related to my promotion to the fourth rank?

At this time, Chen Ye recalled that he had reached the main career of half-step and four-turn. So far, he had only integrated nine different characteristic items.

But if you want to advance to the fourth rank, you need to integrate eleven to twelve different characteristic items.

Adding the two types of "White Flute" and "Broken Bone Finger", there is still one final characteristic item left.

Chen Ye originally guessed that if he advanced to the fourth level, he would only need ten items to advance smoothly because the characteristic items he chose were too high-level.

However, he thought about it carefully and realized that this approach would definitely bring negative effects.

In reference to the instability displayed by Emiya...

But now, with the last sign of the characteristic item, Chen Ye can be sure that he can safely and formally advance to the fourth rank!